Xanman - Xanstyle Pt. 2 lyrics
[Xanman - Xanstyle Pt. 2 lyrics]
Watch how I slide with the stick
Watch how I slide with the stick
Watch how I slide with the stick
Pew, pew pew
Cuz is not trapping -that got me pissed
He shot, he missed, now he gon' be missed
This chopper shoots miss-
I’m serving like Mix aye, pass me a stick
I Margiela my kicks i got cannons like Nick
I pull up, he nicked
He wanted an O, my man gave him ten
We not gon' backdoor
We go straight to his den
Slide with a MAC when I'm spinning a bin
I keep on a watch, now I feel like Ben-10
I got the wock on me, I’m not sipping gin
I'm charged up off the red, kaioken
Real trap nigga, I serve chicken and Hen
My OG told me just to stay in the books, yeah
I got a pack, make 'em woof, yeah
I got a big gun, no woof
That nigga not real, I read him like a book
I just took a couplewhat you call it?
I just forgot what I took
Fry your man with the Glock
But it's already cooked
I rob the plug, I tell Dre to keep looking
I call Glock, you know he got a Glock
I got a 40, we don't use pistol props
I know you see it, now I feel like Yung Joc
I got a scope, he getting shot off his dock
I stay with a bird like Donald and Daisy
Bush on my head, look like I'm from the '80s
Twelve clips in the draco, Tom Brady
"Why you kill him?" I don't know, he made me
I stay with a Haitian, like I’m in Haiti
I’m number one, D-Rose, McGrady
I got a gun, turn him, to gravy
I prayed it don't jam, the chopper, hate me
Glock in my hand, it don’t got safety
I'm on my xan, look like I got rabies
These niggas hot, they ran statements
Pop on me, it's in my basement
Watch how I slide with the stick
Watch how I slide with the stick
Pew, pew pew
Cuz is not trapping -that got me pissed
He shot, he missed, now he gon' be missed
This chopper shoots miss-
I’m serving like Mix aye, pass me a stick
I Margiela my kicks i got cannons like Nick
I pull up, he nicked
He wanted an O, my man gave him ten
We not gon' backdoor
We go straight to his den
Slide with a MAC when I'm spinning a bin
I keep on a watch, now I feel like Ben-10
I got the wock on me, I’m not sipping gin
I'm charged up off the red, kaioken
Real trap nigga, I serve chicken and Hen
My OG told me just to stay in the books, yeah
I got a pack, make 'em woof, yeah
I got a big gun, no woof
That nigga not real, I read him like a book
I just took a couplewhat you call it?
I just forgot what I took
Fry your man with the Glock
But it's already cooked
I rob the plug, I tell Dre to keep looking
I call Glock, you know he got a Glock
I got a 40, we don't use pistol props
I know you see it, now I feel like Yung Joc
I got a scope, he getting shot off his dock
I stay with a bird like Donald and Daisy
Bush on my head, look like I'm from the '80s
Twelve clips in the draco, Tom Brady
"Why you kill him?" I don't know, he made me
I stay with a Haitian, like I’m in Haiti
I’m number one, D-Rose, McGrady
I got a gun, turn him, to gravy
I prayed it don't jam, the chopper, hate me
Glock in my hand, it don’t got safety
I'm on my xan, look like I got rabies
These niggas hot, they ran statements
Pop on me, it's in my basement