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trap got hot - xanman lyrics

[chrous]
i got a good o in the bag for you
so many junkies, the trap got hot
i got your b*tch with a tag on
free my brother, he got caught with a mask on
i walk in the vip, we got too many racks on
he want to get spoiled, well i got a bag for ‘em
he got hit with a (?) gon need more than a cast for him
we robbed a n*gga, he got more than a quack on him
i got a good o in the bag for you
so many junkies, the trap got hot
i got your b*tch with a tag on
free my brother, he got caught with a mask on
i walk in the vip, we got too many racks on
he want to get spoiled, well i got a bag for ‘em
he got hit with a (?) gon need more than a cast for him
we robbed a n*gga, he got more than a quack on him

[verse 1: lil dude]
i got that b*tch saying “yes b*tch”
i’m on the block with a bad b*tch
i got these diamonds on my neck
i got to put them around my wrist
her friends don’t want her around me
‘cause i’m on that gangster sh*t
and yo’ boyfriend like my sh*t, he be on that(?) sh*t
i pull up, hop out the foreign, yeah
and it’s roaring
shots went off i’m scoring
all my fanta’s orange
these b*tches annoying
designer on me that’s foreign
aye, it’s going down, down, down, boy it’s going down
wockisha on me right now, i won’t even pass it round
me and big moe just popped a perk
we gon split it down
n*ggas they playin’ round, i got lots of rounds
in my hood i’m the big homie, i run the town

[chorus]
i got a good o in the bag for you
so many junkies, the trap got hot
i got your b*tch with a tag on
free my brother, he got caught with a mask on
i walk in the vip, we got too many racks on
he want to get spoiled, well i got a bag for ‘em
he got hit with a (?) gon need more than a cast for him
we robbed a n*gga, he got more than a quack on him
i got a good o in the bag for you
so many junkies, the trap got hot
i got your b*tch with a tag on
free my brother, he got caught with a mask on
i walk in the vip, we got too many racks on
he want to get spoiled, well i got a bag for ‘em
he got hit with a (?) gon need more than a cast for him
we robbed a n*gga, he got more than a quack on him

[verse 2: xanman]
that lil n*gga say he trappin’, you see he lying
you can tell he want to fold, you can see his eyes
gucci flips on me, these ain’t adida slides
you say he a plug, how come i ain’t meet the guy?
i come to that n*gga door, like i’m a pizza guy
this a trap house b*tch you can’t peak inside
wock on me, let me know if you need a line
.40 sit him down, just like musical chairs
we empty the clip out, we don’t shoot in the air
i break down the qp, two waves like i’m (?)
i swear that these n*ggas, they softer than build a bear
i got the white on me, i look like matilda there
i feel like a villain, welcome to my evil lair
just send a location, lil n*gga i’ll see you there
whenever i see you n*gga, ima leave you there

- xanman lyrics

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