Xanman
Show Me
[Intro: Goonew]
(Ha, Goonrich, n***a, let's go, ha)
Go

[Verse 1: Goonew]
John Cena I can't even see these n***as
It's a lot of rounds when we pullin' them triggers
I'm big slime, I ain't trustin' no n***a
Ha, let's go
I ain't even playin' with him
Get over top of that we tryna blam him
Somebody gon' die tonight, 'cause Goonrich, I ain't playin' with 'em, uh
I be with them killers, the robbers, the steppers and drug dealers
I'm rockin' Givenchy, Balenciaga I ain't rockin' no Hilfiger (Givenchy, Balenciaga n***a)

[Verse 2: Xanman & Lil Dude]
You fucked up act like you don't know a n***a
Caught him at Top Golf, put a hole in him
Fuck that lil' bitch she a gold digger
Passin' that pistol n***a he ain't no killer
I'm takin' them RP 10s
Bluffin' like shit you ain't spinnin' no bins
AMG I'ma spin in a Benz
N***as be tippin' I thought we was men
This ARP I'ma press him
Thought you was street ain't applyin' the pressure
Fantastic 4 the .40 gon' stretch him
Ten band jugg lil' bitch it'll cap you
Your bitch on my crotch, she like how I'm dressin'
Pull up with the drugs, they call me Ray [?]
Got shot in his leg, I call it a EpiPen (Trapnanana)
Whole lotta fat shit big n***a with the racks on him
[Verse 3: Lil Dude & Goonew]
Uh, Trapnanana
There was a time I used to have testers
Shoot his big homie gon' teach him a lesson
Tie up the plug, and take him to a desert
Brodie like Han, he shoot with his left hand
I'm slidin' with cuz, you know that's my right hand
I was in the trap, before all this rap shit
A young n***a glew up, that was a accident
When the Extar hit, he be doin' them backflips
When he got caught in the trenches, they stripped him and trapped him (Blllrt)
They'll never tell you how n***as be actin' (Let's go)
These n***as ain't right, these n***as don't tap in

[Verse 4: Goonew]
Ha, double back, we get this shit, poppin'
Young n***as geeked up, Glocks poppin'
Too many clips, keepin' it rockin' (Blllrt)
Bad lil' bitch and I bought her some bottoms (Bah)
Uh, let's go (Let's go)
I put that shit on the road
I got a cape but I ain't savin' a ho
I got a blood bitch she tryna smoke, uh
Pour lean while I'm fuckin' a ho
Five bands, gotta pay what you owe (Five)
Fifty bands, get that shit for the low (Fifty)
Don't ask me questions man that shit is a no
[Outro: Goonew]
Ha, let's go, huh, yeah (Ha, let's go n***a, we ain't playin' with these n***as we tryna get it off, huh)
Ha, n***a (Ha, I'm passin' that bitch and I give and I go)
Ha, ha, ha (Ha, these n***as be bluffin' they bitches be floatin')
And I'm tryna slide tonight, uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh (Ha, yeah, what, uh uh uh uh)
And I'm tryna slide tonight (Buhm-buhm-buhm-buh)
(Ha, ha, uh, and I'm tryna slide tonight)