The Xylver Lining - Room 304 Lyrics

Stain shit
Bang shit
I really hang shit
Nigga tag your toes
If you really on some lame shit
And I f*cked her fast
I ain't talking like I came quick
Gotta switch it up
I don't like to do the same shit
New gas new woods
I like to switch it up
2 blunts in rotation
Man we playing double dutch
Fade away and sink shit
Kobe in the clutch
Dont be on no f*ck shit
Or imma light you up
Never on no punk shit
Cause mama raised me tough
And ion really like the bullshit
I done seen enough
Smile everywhere I go
Dont like to seem tough
But it's all just a front
I hope you read bluffs
Squeeze like a semi
When we f*ck I'm automatic
I caught her in her feelings
Man this shit get dramatic
Dark skin nigga
Teeth white I'm attractive
I bend that bitch over
Slanging wood
Makin cabins
Huckleberry finn
I'm Tom Sawyer in this bitch
Im looking like a panda
Cause I keep a white bitch
Set that nigga up
We can hit him for the lick
Everybody know
Man I'm quick to dog a bitch
That nigga from the Set
Projects I represent
All my niggas got bodies
Pull up it's a homi
Milly Rock in this bitch
And you know I'm lit
F*ckin on your bitch
And you know I'm with the shits
Give yo bitch a gift
Give yo bitch the dick
40 got the double ds and a dick
So its titty f*cking
When I get to busting
I ain't talking f*cking
Itll have a pussy
Walking on some f*cking crutches
I dont f*ck with dutches
All I smoke is leaves
Hanging from the trees
And I got the key
To the f*cking streets
I'm a ape nigga
Dont f*ck with vape nigga
I hate niggas
Call me Uncle Ruckus
If a nigga try to act up
Shoot his ass in public
Big glock on me
I play no games
Pulled up double cupped
With the purple lean
Just hit yo bitch
How you wanna play it
223 on my side bitch I'll spray it
Ain't no arguing with a nigga
I'm really bout that action
Young saucy fly nigga
Caught yo bitch lacking
Oh you think you tough nigga
Well ain't shit sweet
I'm up chasing bands
While you other niggas sleep
I just poured up the act
It got me sleep walking
Act crazy and the 40
It's gone leap off me
Closed casket for the boy
Cause he keep talking
Bitch
I
Hit
Licks
Flip
Shit
6
Bricks
Told em if they act bananas
They gone get split
Xylver nigga got the chopper on him
In the kitchen
Pussy nigga get caught lackin
When he stoking off
If an Im-pasta want beef
I'm cooking stroganoff
Dick clips
On his lip
But he ain't tryna suck a porno off
And If a nigga want smoke
I'm barbecuing pork and opps
To all my niggas who done came up
Im yelling Mozel Tov
We can light a blunt with a bottle
Crossfaded molotov
And if a nigga coming up first
I'm feeding all of yall
I'm rock solid
Thats a rock fact
Over the garden wall
R&R
A nigga feeling good
Like the charges dropped
Pussy nigga keep on talking
He getting mollywhopped
And if he do be glad
Cause I coulda made his body drop
No liquor on my stomach
That ain't how I give him body shots
Its Yumeseikatsu NoFaceGang
So f*ck all of yall
The Xylver Lining
Kitchen Brigade
They like an honor hall
But f*ck around and cross us
You gone need your f*cking armour on
Cause niggas pull up
Strapped up
Like repelling
You f*ck around and fall