Xénothecreator
I DON’T PARTY
(intro: Not$eth)
It's a fucking snake in my boot
No moon
No birds
Like real talk just...sky
(hahaha)
Oh, this the last take?
(last take?)
Ain't no way
Get him
(hit him)

(verse: Not$eth)
How I'm dropping shit
You would think I'm plotting
I been jotting on my come up shit
Fuck n***a keep talking
Imma rock him on my run up shit
Then I'm quick
He just hit the clique
That extendo on me
With the grip
So why I gotta trip
My lil boo already got a mop
So I don't need no lick
It feel like a n***a getting older
Way I got a limp
Cuz that bitch
Stuffed it in my jeans
Way I'm feeling mean tonight
Shawty all on me
But I came in with my team tonight
(verse: xéno)
I'm on my rocking shit
Grab the damn guitar
I'm like im young Hendrix
In that mosh pit
Gave away my chain
Cuz I ain't even on that popping shit
I be smoking gas
So I ain't really on that walking shit
Run up on that n***a
Take his board I'm bout to skate
Shawty text me late at night
I told lil bitch she gotta fucking wait
Said they smoking blunts
Told them n***as that I'm on the way
Had nearly caught a charge
I was 18 on the block boy
He said he wanna shoot
Bullets turn his ass to Blocboy
Was posted with a blade
Don't you test me
I done brought like all my notes
And all my hoes
And all my bros n***a
We don't touch them guns
But we still pull up with them fucking poles
Gang up on that n***a
Take his kicks and leave him fucking cold
Shawty she a sinner
But that's ok I ain't no fucking saint
We ride off in the night
Chrome rims to match the mixtape
And fuck about a cop
In my hood I'm like the sheriff
I might call that n***a Seth
He ain't enough well then I'm calling Seraph