xan nap lyrics

by

tana



[Chorus]
She just pulled my pants down, li b*tch, she say I'm her man now
I'm sippin' on the xan sound, why would I cuff that hoe?
She f*ckin' on my mans now, I cop that xan then go
Brother, you got ran down, hoe, this ball like Kurt Angle
He don't want no handout hoe, I cop yo' handout hoe
b*tch, I'm really fanned out, woah, just count these f*ckin' chicken drums
Bring them bands out, hoe, count this f*ckin' paper, b*tch

[Verse: che]
I don't want label, b*tch, I'm in the latest b*tch
I'm with my Asian b*tch, we get sedated, b*tch
Get smoked, get raided, b*tch, ouu, with kadin, b*tch
Feds, they ain't no catch yo' body, heard that draco switch
With my main hoe, b*tch, [?] like Cayo b*tch
Don't talk to my draco, b*tch, or just call me Sayso b*tch
Or we throw tomatoes b*tch, boring cribs, wе raid those b*tch
I'm dripped like Halo, b*tch, G-lock [?]
[?] I madе that b*tch, you want smoke then say that, b*tch
Super f*ckin' rich, lil' b*tch say "I love that sh*t"
Oh, yeah, and you know these clips long, yeah
f*ckin' zip, yuh, he on movie clips, yuh
Boy come grab yo' b*tch, yuh

[Chorus]
She just pulled my pants down, li b*tch, she say I'm her man now
I'm sippin' on the xan sound, why would I cuff that hoe?
She f*ckin' on my mans now, I cop that xan then go
Brother, you got ran down, hoe, this ball like Kurt Angle
He don't want no handout hoe, I cop yo' handout hoe
b*tch, I'm really fanned out, woah, just count these f*ckin' chicken drums
Bring them bands out, hoe, count this f*ckin' paper, b*tch
With my main hoe, b*tch, [?] like Cayo b*tch
[Verse: tana]
Havin' xan tummy, I go xan dumby
[?], then he ran from 'em
Shoot yo' mans, dumby, I don't know
[?]
b*tch wanna suck 'till I bust, b*tch, I'm smokin' on high runtz
She got white toes, eat me up, I f*cked that b*tch, she made me c*m
I was broke, now we got money, and all these hoes, they wanna come
They wasn't listenin' 'till I blew up, I'm tryna put them boys on [?]
Rock that Moncler coat like a boss, play with pus*y like Toys R Us
I'm in a truck, can't feel my hands, they lockin' up 'cause I'm on the runtz
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