However Long lyrics
by XANMAN$HAWTY
[Intro]
(Yung Bando, b*tch)
(Cool on the beat boy)
[Chorus]
You know I ride with the sh*t man
Sipp on that lean, now I lean like a kickstand
Dropped a new tape, now I feel like the sh*t, man
Walk down his block like I'm finna go get him
Put a drop on that n*gga, send my n*ggas on a mission
I had the plan and made it a vision
Speaking on Xan, now that n*gga missin'
Moving that weight, we work out like it's fitness
Shot in the body, n*gga check the engine
Move like I'm Scottie, these n*ggas some b*tches
I came out them trenches, he fakin' the image
Wanna get money?, you best pay attention
Don't want no smoke, he get split like a fraction
Know some n*ggas who do murder for passion
Biting swag, you ain't got no talent
He tryna keep his lil hoe away from me
Ooh, yeah, a n*gga still smashed it
Change up the speed, know I go a lil faster
Smokin' exotic gon' f*ck up my balance
I was 17 know I kept dope in the mattress
Momma tryna find it, gotta be a lil faster
[Verse]
I tell these n*ggas what, man you know I ain't average
Don't compare me to these lil gay ass rappers
Hate on a n*gga, really make you a faggot
No nine to five, yeah I really be trappin'
He cap in his raps, n*gga say what really happened
Preach on the beat, yeah I'm some' like a pastor
Thot was gon' link but I slid right past her
Get hit with the [?] and I blew right past him
[Chorus]
You know I ride with the sh*t man
Sipp on that lean, now I lean like a kickstand
Dropped a new tape, now I feel like the sh*t, man
Walk down his block like I'm finna go get him
Put a drop on that n*gga, send my n*ggas on a mission
I had the plan and made it a vision
Speaking on Xan, now that n*gga missin'
Moving that weight, we work out like it's fitness
Shot in the body, n*gga check the engine
Move like I'm Scottie, these n*ggas some b*tches
I came out them trenches, he fakin' the image
Wanna get money?, you best pay attention
Don't want no smoke, he get split like a fraction
Know some n*ggas who do murder for passion
Biting swag, you ain't got no talent
He tryna keep his lil hoe away from me
Ooh, yeah, a n*gga still smashed it
Change up the speed, know I go a lil faster
Smokin' exotic gon' f*ck up my balance
I was 17 know I kept dope in the mattress
Momma tryna find it, gotta be a lil faster