Lyrics Xavier Wulf – Homecoming

Xavier Wulf:
Yuh, ah, who?
Bitch, I’m headin’ back to the M
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up

Bitch, I’m headin’ back to the M to kick it with my bruhs and ’em
Bitch, we smokin’ bigger blunts, while you smokin’ skinny skimps
Bitch, I’m headin’ back to the M to kick it with my cuz and ’em
Smokin’ bubble, uh, that’s smokin’ purple, uh
Bitch, I’m headin’ back to the M to kick it with my fam and ’em
Smokin’ doubles, smokin’ triples, and quadruples, and a fifth
Bitch, I’m headin’ back to the M with Bankroll Rico, Charl and ’em
And we plottin’ bigger bank, while we dodgin’ all the trim

Bankroll Rico:
Bitch, I spent a M up on my fit, 50k to bust my wrist
We in the M, we got them sticks, send my bitch to break her trick
I’m killin’ shit just like John Wick, hopped on beat and murked it quick
Fucked on his bitch and then I dipped, diamonds water ’cause they drip
My money blue just like a Crip, these rappers sinkin’ like a ship
And I’m a shark that’s in the ocean, bitch, I’m geeked up off that potion
All these bands got this bitch open, said she love my dick, it’s golden
Fucked that bitch off drank, slow motion, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch, we back in Memphis and we ridin’ ’round with extensions
For you niggas, sent the mentions, hope you got some good intentions
Send you to another dimension, bitch, I’m hot, I’m in the kitchen
Think you need to pull me out, lights out, diamonds shinin’, lighthouse

Xavier Wulf:
Bitch, I’m headin’ back to the M to kick it with my bruhs and ’em
Bitch, we smokin’ bigger blunts, while you smokin’ skinny skimps
Bitch, I’m headin’ back to the M to kick it with my cuz and ’em
Smokin’ bubble, uh, that’s smokin’ purple, uh

We wake up, we blaze it, ain’t no hesitation, no K, I hop up and get fresh, then I dip
Pull up with my niggas rollin’ double blunts and triple zips
All of my niggas is crazy, no, I can’t tell ’em shit, they pull up to ya, you done
Bitch, you know that I ain’t the one, get your gang hung
I got a few sources of guns, I’m in the middle, I’m tryna connect ’em as one
I’m Optimus Wulf Prime, Dragon Mode, their only son
I smoke up 100, 200, 300, 400 and, bitch, I won’t stop ’til I’m done
I might DM his bitch for fun, just to scoop that tongue
He beatin’ on women, he sus, she hit me up, I let her vent over lunch
She said, «I’m still hungry», I say «For what?», she say, «Nigga, take a hunch»
Shoot to the mound and back to the haven, no hatin’, I don’t give a fuck, pull it up
I’m East Memphis ridin’, ain’t no hidin’ ’til my days up, bitch

Bitch, I’m headin’ back to the M to kick it with my bruhs and ’em
Bitch, we smokin’ bigger blunts, while you smokin’ skinny skimps
Bitch, I’m headin’ back to the M to kick it with my cuz and ’em
Smokin’ bubble, uh, that’s smokin’ purple, uh
Bitch, I’m headin’ back to the M to kick it with my fam and ’em
Smokin’ doubles, smokin’ triples, and quadruples, and a fifth
Bitch, I’m headin’ back to the M with Bankroll Rico, Charl and ’em
And we plottin’ bigger bank, while we dodgin’ all the trim