Xet’s Revenge! lyrics

[Intro: Xetonyl]
Pull up to your crib n*gga drop me your coordinates
She sucks as you play with my balls like an ornaments
That n*gga talk high but he just a subordinate
Called up the pus*y, n*gga put a—
(You are a dog Michael, a dirty dirty dog)
(I love you Xet)

[Verse 1: Xetonyl]
Packing a heat now i feel like a boxer
That boy packing get hit like a soccer
Feeling like demi but i can't but moroccan
Got magical head talking Harry no Potter
I f*cked your bestie cause that b*tch just hotter
That b*tch acting sus and i swear she an imposter
I got too many b*tches you can join the roster
Twin Glocks i mean, holy f*ck i just shot her

[Verse 2: Xetonyl]
Pull up to your crib n*gga drop me your coordinates
She sucks as you play with my balls like an ornaments
That n*gga talk high but he just a subordinatе
Called up the pus*y, n*gga put a cork in it
Hitting your b*tch when I'm livе, you recording it
She threw my body so far like a center proportionate
My racks be tall [?]
And she said she pregnant i swear she aborting it
Twin Glocks got me feeling like Chris
Got me caught up in feelings, I'm caught up in bliss
Why are you f*cking with bro, are you taking the p*ss?
[?] song
That's why you don't miss
I popped in a future I came with a kid
GBC gang you been f*cking with a clique
I'm f*cking with Snap, b*tch give me your Kik
When she pull to the crib, b*tch you know I'm gon' hit
Super Smash b*tches I'm feeling like Pit
I cannot f*ck with you Cracker your too Ritz
The way he spazzing yeah he got the fritz
Rush on that n*gga he get hit like a blitz
You can't get any hard tell me why pressin' me
You're strapped by my side and my chest got an S on it
Gotta as*h*le he got to your dome b*tch, I got a beam on it
Your shawty she want me, I swear that she fien for me
I'm smoking hella Ganja, gotta greenery
That b*tch in my crib and she likin' the scenery
Wait, did I just say fien for me?
Your b*tch on her knees and she beg for me
Eagerly, you still tryna hit it
I swear that's so easy
She swear that I'm a dog, I did it so sleazy
I'm tryna kill a kitty, gonna murder it
n*gga you paying for pus*y
I swear that you purchased it
Purchase your tracks today stupid headass b*tch
Oh I forgot my permission? Little stupid headass b*tch
"Oh I'm on the pill" stupid headass b*tch
Then you built like a b*tch
If you're not tryna f*ck, get the f*ck outta my whip
That Glock in yo titties, extended the clip
That boy run for his life 'cause that [?] gon' hit
I'm dogging your mother then i gotta split