Tis the Season - Xavier Wulf

Princess Mononoke chiefin' chee out with Chiyoko

Fan bitches can’t come through, she tried to sneak a photo

I want a boss bitch, a C.E.O.

or something, you know

A type of chick to beat a bitch if she get crooked, I know

Niggas capping, hat collection on another stature

Pull up popping passion, car look like exotic dancer

I’ma throw a temper tantrum, boy don’t even gamble

Bitch I’m hard to handle;

attitude on Jimmy Santos

I jack a beat, collect the ransom, then I go ghost

I’m a ten-star meal, boy you just fried toast

Told that bitch 'uh uh, nuh uh', they ran a train you gotta go'

Wouldn’t tripped if they was balling bitch, but them niggas broke

I said 'do better for yourself' and shut the door

Now I’m splaying out the hundreds, switch the 50's for some more

Oh, we hating again?

Call me Mr. Crack-a-Nigga-Hoe

I swear to god she left ya ass, now her bags at the door

I stomp around wherever, I ain’t gotta tip-toe

Bitch I’m sneak Memphis repping, disrespect it, oh no

Now I gotta let ya hang from a barbed wire pole

Put you through it, I get truly ruthless when it’s time to go

(Bitch)

(Who, nigga?)