Scars by Xanman Lyrics
[Verse 1]
These Jays bust a scrip for a pint of the lean
Walk in the strip with the Ar15
Call up Juando got a Glock in the
Slide in the foreign like Lightning McQueen
14 seen the sight of a beam
Five pounds out the window like Adam Levine
He see me, he running, he know the routine
I grab the chopper, it’s gon sing like Jacquees
Makarov, Moon walk, Billie Jean
Know some niggas in the kitchen, Eugene
Glock with a knife, I call it Wolverine
50 shooters like i’m in the Marines
I hop out with cell nigga, I ain’t no tortoise
Gucci gang, we ain’t wearing Ralph Lauren
Ran off on the plug, say my phone got no storage
Migo plug the other day got deported
I’m the plug, I ain’t talking no shortage
ACG’s we ain’t wearing no Jordans
Glock make him jump in like Corbin
G27, I catch him, I’m scoring
I ain’t Trill Sammy, you ain’t taking my necklace
I got a bird, deliver the message
I walk in yo house, you hit to the exit
I got the Wock, pick it up from Texas
I beat up the pack, nigga like Rocky
Ran off on the plug, sorry not sorry
When we ain’t got a Mac, we slide in the RV
I walk with three Glocks like RG
I posted a red bell like Arby’s
I’m coming in all black like a Sharpie
I got an AR, he get hit in his arteries
Now that lil nigga got a heart disease
Sticked up, jack move not a robbery
The plug got my phone, Excuse me, pardon me
I know some niggas with a stick you ain’t robbing
Nigga’s know that I trap, obviously
These Jays bust a scrip for a pint of the lean
Walk in the strip with the Ar15
Call up Juando got a Glock in the
Slide in the foreign like Lightning McQueen
14 seen the sight of a beam
Five pounds out the window like Adam Levine
He see me, he running, he know the routine
I grab the chopper, it’s gon sing like Jacquees
Makarov, Moon walk, Billie Jean
Know some niggas in the kitchen, Eugene
Glock with a knife, I call it Wolverine
50 shooters like i’m in the Marines
I hop out with cell nigga, I ain’t no tortoise
Gucci gang, we ain’t wearing Ralph Lauren
Ran off on the plug, say my phone got no storage
Migo plug the other day got deported
I’m the plug, I ain’t talking no shortage
ACG’s we ain’t wearing no Jordans
Glock make him jump in like Corbin
G27, I catch him, I’m scoring
I ain’t Trill Sammy, you ain’t taking my necklace
I got a bird, deliver the message
I walk in yo house, you hit to the exit
I got the Wock, pick it up from Texas
I beat up the pack, nigga like Rocky
Ran off on the plug, sorry not sorry
When we ain’t got a Mac, we slide in the RV
I walk with three Glocks like RG
I posted a red bell like Arby’s
I’m coming in all black like a Sharpie
I got an AR, he get hit in his arteries
Now that lil nigga got a heart disease
Sticked up, jack move not a robbery
The plug got my phone, Excuse me, pardon me
I know some niggas with a stick you ain’t robbing
Nigga’s know that I trap, obviously