Pootie Mungis
Hol my dick while I hold this mic
So I can hit some flows to make ya girl feel alright
How tight she is how right it is
All night we spend
Fuckin’ in cars and shit
Got more bars than a pharmacist
Saltier than a bowl of grits
That dude From missisipp
That dude who stole yo bitch
That flick deliverance
Ya bitch the pig
Like mista big
I’ll bum a cig
I’ll split ya wig
Xilla classic
Magic, what I spit and cards on the table
Talk shit get more shots than clark gable
A fable, the kind only seen on basic cable
That’s daytime shit seen by women named mabel
I’m able, finess a bitch right off ya do it softly
I never spend a penny on a hoe look what she bought me
She got her own money then she buy her own coffee
Come back cryin bitch then get the fuck up off me
Grape cigorilla
Vanilla drug dealla
You mad, I feel ya
But don’t fuck with xilla
We break in ya indow
Fucked up on benzo
Jay in da benzo
We cold blooded killaz
Knock at ya door
Throw rocks at ya ho
She look like a rose
But she still gon wilter
Weep fo daddy pill head
Had to get his thrills in
Blood is absorbed
Cause the fabric is quilted
This shit’s hotter
Than chips outta
The fryer from fryin
Ya bitch hotter
Than drips outta
My backwoods I’m lyin’
I stay with swisha
Cause they stick and getcha
Higher than a bitch uh
Share it with yo sista
Choke hold’ll get ya
Two hits’ll lift ya
Backwoods don’t do that good for me mista
Back with another one
I rapture the match book
Pro with the mac book
Slow with the mac bruh
Don’t trust her she got
Hectic lies
Electric eyes
Eclectic thights
I’m in my time
Opening my mind
Scared what I’ma find
Have you seen my pine?
Have you seen my pine?
This beat’s potatos I’m just the gravy
But you can't call it dinner till we bring the boy macy
Shits amazing
Still amazing
Xilla boys back with another banger blazing
Chasin’ when the shit’s changin’
Counter productive what the fuck you thankin’
Macy like some DLC that dude only unlockable
Bring them Xilla boys cause you know that they unstoppable
J
Teardrxp
Cynical aggression plague my surroundings
Demon's approaching with bad intentions sprouting
They overpowering, succumb to the madness
Destroy the masses then i vanish
Be glad that my pen and pad weren’t lost in the panic
Of course i see the wrong and the right
The longer i write
The dark and the night
Becoming harder to fight
Tranquilize my thoughts
Burn me like an effigy
Televise my fall
All ahead of me are my enemies
Call me a bad guy
Color blind with the white lies
Super kicks
Just for you and your damn wife
Drinking a mixture of potions
So i'm high off emotions
Causing chaos all around me tonight
Blow the smoke off the shotgun
And get your chest shot
If you think you a tough guy
Snatch your family's Dignity
When i human centipede
Rip apart your anatomy
Taking pics for my tapestry
Haha
Now that's what i call a catastrophe
@Jesus H. Macy you can throw the lyrics on geniuse now that we got everyone
ONI
As I Awaken, my love!
Don’t be mistaken
Intake what I’m bout to say
But I really think that I’m Satan
Wait, no, that was misstated
I’m more like a fucking Goblin
But Slob on my Knob regardless
50 sock em, leave em jawless
Busta, Poppa, and Sean
Donovan, they got em hollerin
In the mirror, to make a following
I’m simply hallowing
No Role Modelz
I’m “Storming the Whole Bottle”
In Prophecy to the box I’m intending to crown my noggin with
Rap God shit, Pretty Flack, sprinkle in some Nas
Can’t forget the Odd Future Squad, with the Analog
If they put a nigga on a cross, flip it on the top
So I can see you motherfuckers Drop, Drop like it’s Hot
Tie the knot, loose, nah, sipping goose, Channel Orange Juice, and proceed to Crawl My Head Into That Noose
Ooh
I’m a Gook, Knotty Headed crew, burn the fuckin booth
If you Play That Way, then Imma mothafuckin shoot
You
Bounce as I Ascend, This Is It, The Results Are In
You a bitch, lets not pretend, now revel in my Incandescence
Still Shining, that’s Luminescence
Infested with higher presence
Never guess what I’m doing next
Bruh my mind like that Architect
Don’t Test Me, that’s XXX
Wet, flex, it’s all finesse
Got a vest to protect ya chest
But I’m aiming above the neck
Might invest in some rounds of lead
Or in Getting your Head Right
I ignited my spiteful siphon
To smiting your life at my expense
Caustic, spit sickening slicker than ya moms, bitch
I’m very often, balling, you niggas charles barkley
Killa Karma, blast at ya head, you Matt Martians
Starving, eat her on my lips, I’m Steve Harvey
Not sorry
For funeral processions
Of your rap career, I’ve ended
With my highly lethal weapon
No condolence sent
I call it “purgin of the lesser”
Really a blessing
I’ve put to rest your feeble flexin
Now that’s a lesson
In how you speak before a god
Xilla gang usher in the new era of your tomorrow
