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lil xan – frenchtoastfreestyle lyrics

[intro: lil xan]
f-ckin’ barred out
what the f-ck?
sh-t
trappin’, trappin’, ayy
yeah, ayy, yuh

[chorus: lil xan]
trappin’ with bands, trappin’ with bands
i make them bands, i make them bands
i make them xans, i make them xans
i trap with bands, i trap with bands
i make them xans, ayy, ayy
i make them bands, ayy, ayy
i seen your girl, she was a fan, ayy
yo, trappin’, trappin’, trappin’, ayy, yeah
trappin’, trappin’, trappin’, yeah, ayy
trappin,’ trappin’ with the bands
trappin’, trappin’ in the benz
pull up .40 with the feds
i got problems with the feds
trappin’, trappin’, trappin’ with the bands, ayy
trappin’, trappin’, trappin’ with the bands, ayy
i got lots of fans, ayy
i got h-lla bands, ayy
i been doing sh-t, ayy
thought y’all knew this sh-t

[verse 1: $teven cannon]
ayo, trappin’, i ran out of xans
need to sign off on a benz
i could hold ice in my hands
jiggy n-gga, think a n-gga can dance
i don’t got no rapper friends
wet up the block for some balmain pants
ice blindin’, you can’t see my d-mn hands
n-ggas lurkin’, i can murk on your mans
shawty called me for the 50 plaque
blue i8, sh-t, think i’m rentin’ that
stovetop like the chimney hat
all i do is rap, $teve send me packs
i ain’t gon’ lie i ain’t trapped in a month
uber everywhere, only ride in the trunk
fishtail on the whip got scales like a b-tch
lowgang, i put a rail in your b-tch
tryna go hard on my b-tches like sasha
i ain’t got patience, no time for a doctor
callin’ me daddy be $teve ain’t her father
car is so nice, engine sing like a opera
trappin’, i ran out of xans
40/40, shoot a n-gga for xans
shawty ugly but she f-ckin’ my mans
loose cannon with my n-gga lil xan

[verse 2: $teven cannon]
ayy, trappin’, i ran out of xans
need to sign off on a benz
trappin’, i ran into xans
need to supply all the xans, ayy
trappin’, i ran out of xans
trappin’, i ran out of xans
trappin’, i ran out of xans
need to sign off on a benz, ayy
can’t fit this band in my pants, ayy
n-ggas be tweakin’ off xans, ayy
they’ll take more than you can, ayy
how you gon’ go get that lamb?

[verse 3: lil xan & $teven cannon]
k!ll that b-tch, i k!ll that b-tch
all these drugs, don’t feel no sh-t
in the kitchen whippin’ sh-t
and then i f-ckin’ flip your b-tch
black and white diamonds the clan
mazaradi mister man with a plan
off the xan, i couldn’t even f-ckin’ stand
pocket rocket leave a n-gga in there layin’

[outro: lil xan]
man, this dude $teven pourin’ lean on his pancakes
what the f-ck?

- lil xan lyrics

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