Drop Ya Man by Xanman Lyrics
[Intro: Fat Dave]
Yeah uh Yeah
Don't cop no pleas nigga ain’t no white flag nigga
Only white chalk nigga
You know what the fuck goin' on
[Chorus: Fat Dave]
AK, SK, drop ya man, pick him up
I hopped out the truck, yeah I had to switch it up
Shoot up your shit, yeah that's how we give it up
Heard you got work, well it’s a damn stick up
Gave her a Roxy, she ate the dick up
She said she feel in her chest like a hiccup
Back to the trap, it's time to pick them bricks up
I'm in the mall with the stick tucked
[Verse 1: Fat Dave]
I hopped in the game now it's over
Moved out, still got the ville on my shoulders
Move on, you could get hit with this cobra
White Runtz uh, yeah that's my odor
Good gas bags and they comin' from Florida
I got the Ps and the pintz place your order
Take a vacation might ride out to Georgia
Link up with [?] get a Sprite and I'm pourin' it
Hop in the Jeep, we gone, I’m floorin’ it
I need a freak, these percs got me horny
She let me beat, don't stop, I’m on it
Ima beat it up till the damn morning
I grab the drake then I blow it
Cock back, he got dropped in slow motion
[Chorus: Fat Dave]
AK, SK, drop ya man, pick him up
I hopped out the truck, yeah I had to switch it up
Shoot up your shit, yeah that's how we give it up
Heard you got work, well it's a damn stick up
Gave her a Roxy, she ate the dick up
She said she feel in her chest like a hiccup
Back to the trap, it's time to pick them bricks up
I’m in the mall with the stick tucked
[Verse 2: Xanman]
I feel like Bowser push up in the go kart
Call up Keys, he got keys like he mozart
He think he DaBaby pull up like Cam Coldheart
Catch a nigga in the mall like he Paul Blart
Pull up all black, like the king of Wakanda
I wish a nigga would like Cosmo and Wanda
I fall like the drake now im feelin like Donna
Got a Burberry scarf now I'm feelin' like Osama
Watch how I skrrt off in a baja
I got the drop, sippin' lean on baba
Hundred round AR make him do the cha-cha
Compact, bullets hot, they sriracha
I'm not a nigga that like to go back and forth
Walk with my dawg around like its a labrador
[Chorus: Fat Dave]
AK, SK, drop ya man, pick him up
I hopped out the truck, yeah I had to switch it up
Shoot up your shit, yeah that's how we give it up
Heard you got work, well it's a damn stick up
Gave her a Roxy, she ate the dick up
She said she feel in her chest like a hiccup
Back to the trap, it's time to pick them bricks up
I'm in the mall with the stick tucked
Yeah uh Yeah
Don't cop no pleas nigga ain’t no white flag nigga
Only white chalk nigga
You know what the fuck goin' on
[Chorus: Fat Dave]
AK, SK, drop ya man, pick him up
I hopped out the truck, yeah I had to switch it up
Shoot up your shit, yeah that's how we give it up
Heard you got work, well it’s a damn stick up
Gave her a Roxy, she ate the dick up
She said she feel in her chest like a hiccup
Back to the trap, it's time to pick them bricks up
I'm in the mall with the stick tucked
[Verse 1: Fat Dave]
I hopped in the game now it's over
Moved out, still got the ville on my shoulders
Move on, you could get hit with this cobra
White Runtz uh, yeah that's my odor
Good gas bags and they comin' from Florida
I got the Ps and the pintz place your order
Take a vacation might ride out to Georgia
Link up with [?] get a Sprite and I'm pourin' it
Hop in the Jeep, we gone, I’m floorin’ it
I need a freak, these percs got me horny
She let me beat, don't stop, I’m on it
Ima beat it up till the damn morning
I grab the drake then I blow it
Cock back, he got dropped in slow motion
[Chorus: Fat Dave]
AK, SK, drop ya man, pick him up
I hopped out the truck, yeah I had to switch it up
Shoot up your shit, yeah that's how we give it up
Heard you got work, well it's a damn stick up
Gave her a Roxy, she ate the dick up
She said she feel in her chest like a hiccup
Back to the trap, it's time to pick them bricks up
I’m in the mall with the stick tucked
[Verse 2: Xanman]
I feel like Bowser push up in the go kart
Call up Keys, he got keys like he mozart
He think he DaBaby pull up like Cam Coldheart
Catch a nigga in the mall like he Paul Blart
Pull up all black, like the king of Wakanda
I wish a nigga would like Cosmo and Wanda
I fall like the drake now im feelin like Donna
Got a Burberry scarf now I'm feelin' like Osama
Watch how I skrrt off in a baja
I got the drop, sippin' lean on baba
Hundred round AR make him do the cha-cha
Compact, bullets hot, they sriracha
I'm not a nigga that like to go back and forth
Walk with my dawg around like its a labrador
[Chorus: Fat Dave]
AK, SK, drop ya man, pick him up
I hopped out the truck, yeah I had to switch it up
Shoot up your shit, yeah that's how we give it up
Heard you got work, well it's a damn stick up
Gave her a Roxy, she ate the dick up
She said she feel in her chest like a hiccup
Back to the trap, it's time to pick them bricks up
I'm in the mall with the stick tucked