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letra de off a xan - lil dav

[hook: lil dav] x2
off of the xan, higher than f-ck, like peter pan
you know i’m the man, know i’m the man, packin’ them xans
throwin’ the bands, shotty go blam, ain’t got no plans
off of the xan, higher than f-ck, like peter pan

[verse 1: lil dav]
all i want i want is benjis, i don’t care about about the fame
i’mma make my own moves, all of y’all the f-ckin’ same
f-ck a lame, f-ck a stang, b-tch i drive a malibu
b-tch i drive a malibu
when i’m blowin’ up and you run to me, i’m like who is you?
when you run up on me, i’mma show you what this .40 do
if your b-tch try to get on me, i’mma walk away and snooze
white boy changed the game now, ain’t reppin’ no gangs now
mama told me i ain’t shit, i hope that she ashamed now
little -ss b-tch you is dumber then f-ck when you said that i ain’t that lil’ motherf-ckin’ man
one foot in front of the other, you know know that i’m startin’ my days with no motherf-ckin’ plans
never expect me to go out my way to come save a b-tch when all the shit hits the fan
first started trappin’ when i started smokin’ weed, slangin’ them rocks out my mom’s minivan
smokin’ the loud, high in the clouds
crowd goin’ wild, look at me now
off of the gas, gettin’ real thraxed
puff it and p-ss, thotties throw -ss
hittin’ a lick, b-tch on d-ck
flex with a stick, yeah i’m the shit
pumpin’ the lead, drugs in my head
b-tch ride my d-ck, like it’s a sled
pull-up, glock up, on my hip
flexin’ with extendo clips
blunt be hangin’ from my lip
f-ckin ‘all up on your b-tch
rep the set, that 256
all the parties gettin’ lit
trappin’, profit never split
whippin’ drugs, my wrist gon’ flip
packin’ a xan, always slumpin’, like the sandman
packin’ a xan, club blowing up now, like pakistan
packin’ a xan, packin’ a xan, packin’ a xan

[verse 2: shoki]
club be bangin’ shoki beats
thotties beatin’ on my meat
see that i got all this clout, now they asking for the feat
all these b-tches hatin’ on me just because i made this guap
try to flex up on me, but you know my grind will never stop
talkin’ shit to all my goonies and your body gonna drop
shoot your f-ckin’ eye out, now you lookin’ like you fetty wap
got your b-tch down on her knees, you know she gonna give me top
everybody b-mp my music, bangin’ up on any block
snortin’ up the white, sippin’ on that c-ke
i don’t need no wife, i just got my bros
smokin’ on the dope, holy like the pope
reel them b-tches in, just like it’s a rope
pull up now, skrtin’ on my ex-b-tch
run up wit the dodge, 18 and i’m flexin’
got a couple bands, marked it off my check list
runnin’ wit my boy, lil dav and we reckless

[hook: lil dav]
off of the xan, higher than f-ck, like peter pan
you know i’m the man, know i’m the man, packin’ them xans
throwin’ the bands, shotty go blam, ain’t got no plans
off of the xan, higher than f-ck, like peter pan

- lil dav

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