Lyrics Xanman – Bags In

Call my Migo plug, get the bags in
These niggas be lying, they ain’t having
M’s in my account, like 21 Savage
Bitch nigga be with 21 faggots

Y’all niggas want me be on that old shit
That nigga fake trapping, and I told you this
My shooter off the boot, but he stay focused
Remixed him, hit him with the hocus pocus
I’m spinning your bin in a Ford Focus
Old school stick, call that bitch Billy Ocean
Wipe him down with the stick, I’m smoke him
Hop out the U-U, put it in motion
I’m sliding with Juando, he ready, he rolling
Me and TyFreaky the only ones toting
Rob cause, cause I heard that he holding
Three holes in his head, like I’m bowling
I’m on the beat, I ain’t talking ’bout Dolan
Skrrt off in an ’03 Lotus
Niggas on the internet like they trolling
Glock with a knife, you get your throat slit

Call my Migo plug, get the bags in
These niggas be lying, they ain’t having
It’s in my account like 21 Savage
Bitch nigga be with 21 faggots
I trap on the block and I’m slinging the cabbage

Walk down with the stick, I’m a rat
Too many bombs, nigga, like bin Laden
Goonrich Urkel, hide the bricks in the cabin
Me and lil’ Xan, we slide up in the caddy, uh
Pour a full wock up in the Sprite
Walk down, I’m a thief in the night
Oh, that’s your bitch? I hit her for the night
Too many guns in this Nissan, right?
Where you at, holmes? I’m with the shooters
Blast your man, I ain’t with the confusion
Put the dog in my hand, we ain’t cooling
Say he shooting, cause, who is you fooling?
In the stu Borleone got a stick
I ain’t playing, don’t get caught in the mix
Dog on me, get to shooting like Drix
Trap out the house, nigga, this a pent

Call my Migo plug, get the bags in
These niggas be lying, they ain’t having
It’s in my account like 21 Savage
Bitch nigga be with 21 faggots
I trap on the block and I’m slinging the cabbage
Shot an opp, and my
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That’s not the last lil’ nigga seen a casket
I’m in the hood like a head gasket