Lyrics of 'Hxe' by Last-Dude

[XXXTENTACION]
How is you feelin' lil ho? (Huh) (Yuh)
How is you feelin' lil b*ch? (Hol' up) Brr)
How is you feelin' lil ho? (Huh) (Ayy)
How is you feelin' lil b*ch? (Huh)
How is you feelin' lil ho? (Huh) (Yuh)
How is you feelin' lil b*ch? (Hol' up) (Brr)
How is you feelin' lil ho? (Huh)
How is you feelin' lil b*ch? (Ayy)

How is you feelin' lil ho? (Huh) (Yuh)
How is you feelin' lil b*ch? (Hol' up) Brr)
How is you feelin' lil ho? (Huh) (Ayy)
How is you feelin' lil b*ch? (Huh)
How is you feelin' lil ho? (Huh) (Yuh)
How is you feelin' lil b*ch? (Hol' up) (Brr)
How is you feelin' lil ho? (Huh)
How is you feelin' lil b*ch? (Ayy)

[Lil Pump]
Movin', movin', movin', ooh
That b*ch actin' st*pid, ooh
Hunnid on wrist, Rick Rubin, ooh
Comin' in the trap, I'm movin', ooh
Damn, Lil Pump f*cks your mother
Damn, then I'll r*b your brother (ooh)
Damn, slap him with some butter (yuh)
Damn, hunnid—ooh, huh? On wrist like Usher, damn

[6ix9ine]
Get the f*ck up out my whip
'Less you tryna s*ck my d*ck
'Less you tryna f*ck my clique
'Less you tryna stack this brick
'Less you got shit I can sniff
'Less you got shit I can taste
I might come up off my waist
Get the f*ck up out my face

[Zillakami]
How you gon' beef with a soldier?
How you gon' beef with a cobra?
How you gon' look when we roll up?
Slide up, watch a b*ch fold up
Down with a. 45
B*ch it's City Morgu* we take lives
My Jamaicans still got sh*ttas
Your homie look de*d who sh*t ya?
Me ni*ga

[Scarlxrd]
You're gonna f*ck up for thinking that I'm weak
Put a mask on my face when I don't wanna speak
I will show you the passion you want to believe
I got several mansions and they’re all just for me (yeah)

Late, uh, never gon’ kick it with lames, uh
I speak my passion and pain, uh
Watch me take over the game, uh
Then I’ma leave with no trace, uh
Then I'll returning to rage, uh
Keep in control of my fate, uh
I’m living to my old age, uh
More life

[Ghostemane]
Throw another one up in the grave, I don't need an AK
But a double-sided blade in the main vein
Watching you leak like a broken pipe
I'm the soft-spoken type but when I channel the archetype
I cannot speak, only dig deep
Into abysmal depression to find what I cannot unsee
I'm a fiend for the Secrets of Alchemy
Calculate everything, reincarnated Crowley

[RUBY DA CHERRY]
Pull up wit' da motherf*ckin' Tec, pull up wit' da motherf*ckin' Mac
Pull up wit' da motherf*cking sack full of green
What you mean you ain't gon' sm*ke this sh*t with me?
I smack a rapper with the backhand, then tell him to get his own P
Now what the f*ck you wanna do? I just gotta call up a number

[$Crim]
Cut the lights off b*ch, since the jits been off kits
Deliver a brick to Mr. I don’t know what his name is
You the lamest, record label problems, really got the stainless
Dark voices whispering: "K*ll them"

[Pouya]
I got a black Jansport with a Glock in it
Red bands in a lot, two thots in it
Four day one homies and they all with it
Ready to ride on my enemy side
I got green hair, not hard to find
I made a million f*ckin’ dollars with this art of mine
I feel like I'm Salvador Dalí
Doin'’ donuts in the black Maserati, yuh

[XXXTENTACION]

She get wet, whip look like I pulled up in a jet
She wants s*x (hm), okay, shorty, I just want the neck
F*ck do you mean? Aim that beam at your spleen
If you Purrp, I'll put your face in the dirt
Like p*ssy, you get creamed
Ayy!

How is you feelin' lil ho? (Huh) (Yuh)
How is you feelin' lil b*ch? (Hol' up) Brr)
How is you feelin' lil ho? (Huh) (Ayy)
How is you feelin' lil b*ch? (Huh)
How is you feelin' lil ho? (Huh) (Yuh)
How is you feelin' lil b*ch? (Hol' up) (Brr)
How is you feelin' lil ho? (Huh)
How is you feelin' lil b*ch? (Ayy)

How is you feelin' lil b*ch? (YUH!)