2k42! lyrics

[Intro]
Okay, okay, look, alright
Ayy, none of you n*ggas are messing with Xelmiir, on God, bruh, alright
(Mathias!)

[Verse]
That n*gga be talking 'cause he be on cap though
That boy talking down, he get put in his act though
That b*tch really talking 'cause she be on fact though
Like, "n*gga, what's good?" You be on that crack though
Yeah, n*gga, WWE, 2k42
Yeah, Xel got the b*tches, that sh*t really true though
Those n*ggas run racks and I sit on my ass though
I mess with these n*ggas cause they do not slip up
I f*ck with that b*tch, make her wet like a pimp cup
They knocking one down, told Xavi, "Go pick up"
She giving me head, she giving wet top
Like, "n*gga, what's good? Why you acting so sus now?"
Yeah, I grab on her tits, I grab on her neck
She grab on my di*k, I suck on her neck
She say she want more, she want me for days
That boy talking down, he get put in his place
Yeah, shoot at the opps, they shoot at lil' pops
That girl for the team, she wearing those Crocs
I f*ck on yo' b*tch, that girl is my thot
That girl is a queen, that girl is my heart
(Yo, Xelmiir slow that sh*t down real quick!)
[Outro]
I mess with these n*ggas cause they do not slip up
I f*ck with that b*tch, make her wet like a pimp cup
They knocking one down, told Xavi, "Go pick up"
She giving me head, she giving wet top
Like, "n*gga, what's good? Why you acting so sus now?"
Yeah, I grab on her tits, I grab on her neck
She grab on my di*k, I suck on her neck
She say she want more, she want me for days
That boy talking down, he get put in his place
Yeah, shoot at the opps, they shoot at lil' pops
That girl for the team, she wearing those Crocs
I f*ck on yo' b*tch, that girl is my thot
That girl is a queen, that girl is my heart