Hell Yeah Xanman

[Intro]
Big Plug Nigga, yeah
Hell no
"Ayy, Xan, can I take a flick?"
Hell no
"You fuck my bitch?"
Hell yeah
Hol', hol’, hol', hol', brr

[Chorus]
Call up Lil Yachty, "Ayy, halmes, where the stick?"
Cartiers, I can’t see, so I squint
"Hol' Xan, you my man, take a flick"
I'd rather drink the water that's in Flint
I let the chop sing, Roddy Ricch
Servin' that white boy, Robin Thicke
Bag in my hand, takin' shit like the Grinch
Hol', take my bae, we can shop and drop

[Verse 1]
Down bad, robbin' niggas on Wallapop
You a rap nigga for real like Papa Doc
I feel like the shit, pop a squat
Still trap on the flip phone, fuck a iWatch
Five bad bitches in my room like the Dream Girls
Put ’em in the trash can like Mean Girls
Shooter wit’ dreads, I'ma call him Juice WRLD
Bitch twerkin’ on the stage, I'm like who girl?
Hol' up, nigga, you better get her
I ain't goin’ back to jail, I might hit her
Niggas turn Pooh I pull up wit' Tiger
Choppa make him pose like he want a picture
I still want a bust down, fuck a Richard
In the store wit' the rod, you gotta be quicker than that
You tryna rob me, you gotta be slicker than that
Ricky, that nigga got hit in his back