Xavier Wulf
1st Chapta of the Phonk
Yeah n***a
Coming to yo motherfuckin face with that phonk, n***a
It the realer n***a suck a n***a dick for 2012, bitch

Coming down the strip wit yo bitch
And she suckin dick
Fucked the fucking clique
And she thick
N***a what's the lick
N***a what's the play
Who we be robbin today
Don't go stray
Ride with Ethel Wulf and you will be ok
Everyday
I smoke reefer blunts and a Playstation I play
I go cray
If my pockets empty that won't be ok
Wherever I lay
I got lethal killers surrounding the place
Test yo faith
Meanwhile I'll be posted polishing the tray
So you say
You a gangsta n***a but y'all never spray
N***a been coming yo cars up
Busting yo couch up
Tables and windows
I give no fucks
And I'm quick with the buck and the blast
N***a may leave a stain on yo ass
Killin you last