[Intro: Nibxl & Lil Darkie]
Ayy, yuh, yeah, yuh
Yuh, what, ayy, what, ayy, what, ayy, what
Ayy, yuh (Nibxl, nibxl, Darkie)
Ayy, yuh, yeah, yuh, ayy, yeah
Ayy, yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, bitch

[Chorus: Nibxl]
I'm the xanman
Forty bands in my pants
Yeah I’m the man
Rubber bands in my pocket
Gotta hold them bands
Wanna flex bitch
I ain't got pounds up to grab

[Verse 1: Nibxl]
Ayy yo, yeah like play-doh
Gotta lay low, stay hold oh
Go where I know I know
Seeing nowhere else to go
I got a hundred reasons to go and do dope
Bitch if you wanna fuck with me?
It ain't that easy
Go and use your stupid fucking feet and roll me a blunt
Get it too dirty and I swear you’re gonna get it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: Lil Darkie]
*Cough*
I run that fucking check up
I let the thirty hit, you dirty bitch
You acting real flirty but are you worthy bitch
I walk to the party with a blunt of my own
And come here alone
We smoking
Posted outside your home
We ain't come here to yak
But I might have to run to the back
Make tracks it will end up
I'ma assure to my slacks that's facts
Cause my n***as talking business that real brass tax
Blast past as I'm burning that grass that smacks
Uh, ain't been missing for long
Hey n***as you want to go take rips off the bong
Bitch

[Chorus: Lil Darkie]
Uh, huh, I'm the xanman
Forty bands in my pants
N***a I'm the man
Keep the ratchet in my pocket
Then I let it blam
Trying to flex bitch
I got piggies on my fucking lamb
[Chorus: Nibxl & Lil Darkie]
Bitch uh, I’m the xanman
Forty bands in my pants
N***a I’m the man
Uber bands in my pockets, I ain't using hands
Wanna flex bitch, I ain’t got pounds up to grab

[Outro: Nibxl & Lil Darkie]
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