Foulin’ the Plug Xanman

[Intro]
Hello, Hey
Xanman, Hey
Hey, Hey, Hey Bitch
What the fuck
Ain't no chain snatchin' bitch
Bruh why the fuck you on the phone? You throwin' me off
(Oh my fault, my fault bruh my fault) Fuck
Hello, hello, hello

[Verse 1]
That nigga home, we gon' run in
Fuck school I don't know shit 'bout conjuction
Put a bitch underground Harriet Tubman
Hittin' on yo' bitch, she someone to cum in, yeah
Huh y'all mad as shit, thought the beat was 'bout to come in
Bitch I do that shit on my command
White bitch sniffin' coke, she a molly fan
D12 she know the name of my band
Fuck I messed up
I'm using my stick like I play wit' a puck
I'm scoping his hood in a alias truck
He wanna slide wit' a stick then Charlie good luck

[Refrain]
Fist bump on the plug, give me Ps for the one
Niggas wouldn't rob me if I gave em a gun
Bustin' a alias bitch ain't gon' take care my son
Ima 360 yo' block like a Xbox One
Blue tips in my gun like a crayon
I know some real blood like a Seance
Shoot the nigga in the hood like he Trayvon
They callin' me foul, bitch my name Draymond (Hey, Hey)