Bowser
Xxxtentacion [feat. Ski Mask the Slump God] Lyrics


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Aye Ski, they not expectin' this one
Anything, is possible
Anything is possible

I'm on a drug, binge, aye!
Rules, I bend, aye!
Like Constantine, devil want my soul
Drug, binge, aye aye
Rules, I bend
Like Constantine, devil want my soul
Okay like oh no, look at wrist
You bitches whippin' up the bowl
Yo' not talkin' bricks you been with, get wet like egg yolk
She not from Dimmsdale
But she gon' give me Dimmadome
Oh no look at your aunt
Her feet black just like a crow

Okay like, Doctor Doofenshmirtz
Coat bought my girl work so it's her collection
I don't pistol pack in Red Dead Redemption
Cowboy boots with the spur
Been lost with the jugg walk
With the sauce with the saber tooth fur
How do I explain the way she grip on my dick just like butter that churn
Krispie Kreme but my sauce
Never empty, humpty dumpty, how I crack her
Like a nut cracker all the best crispy, wish list
Creep, creep
Crawling like I'm just from centipede
Bulletproof vest like I'm 50
Feeling like a Public toilet
Full of bear hibernation pee pee

I'm on a drug, binge
Rules, I bend
Like Constantine, devil want my soul
Drug, binge, aye
Rules, I bend aye aye
Like Constantine, devil want my soul
Okay like oh no, look at wrist
You bitches whippin' up the bowl
Yo' not talkin' bricks you been with, get wet like egg yolk
She not from Dimmsdale
But she gon' give me Dimmadome
Oh no look at your aunt
Her feet black just like a crow

Okay like guillotine, our team
In that pussy
Why your bitch look like Ming
With a pussy
I can't swim
Just like I'm raving no dice
I'm so raven idea
I had a dream, like I am Martin Luther
When she suck my dick she make me feel it in my toes
She look like she need some dick she suck me
Don't wanna go
She gon' fuck my nigga for a place to stay fo' sho
You are irrelevant
I'm going celibate
Don't want your bitch you can keep her amor

I'm on a drug, binge
Rules, I bend
Like Constantine, devil want my soul
Drug, binge
Rules, I bend
Like Constantine, devil want my soul
Okay like oh no, look at wrist
You bitches whippin' up the bowl
Yo' not talkin' bricks you been with, get wet like egg yolk
She not from Dimmsdale
But she gon' give me Dimmadome




Oh no look at your aunt
Her feet black just like a crow

Overall Meaning

The song "Bowser" by XXXTentacion is infused with a mix of provocative imagery, brash lyrics, and a moody beat. The song starts with XXXTentacion hinting that he has a new sound that people are not expecting from him. The chorus consists of a repetitive phrase "I'm on a drug binge, Rules, I bend like Constantine, devil want my soul," where he is potentially referencing the 2005 movie Constantine, which is based on the Hellblazer comic book character. The character is said to have sold his soul to the devil and consequently sends demons back to Hell.


In the first verse, he uses a combination of pop culture references and provocative descriptions to create an image of himself as someone who is reckless, and doesn't abide by social norms. He mentions the Nickelodeon show "The Fairly OddParents" and makes a reference to "Dimmadome." Then he goes on to describe a woman and her aunt - the woman being sexually adventurous, and the aunt having black feet like a crow. In the second verse, he describes himself in third person as a part of a team, taking ownership of a woman's body, and bragging about his sexual prowess. He mentions that he is unable to swim and then compares himself to Raven Baxter from the Disney Channel show "That's So Raven," referencing her psychic abilities. The song ends with the chorus repeated again.


Line by Line Meaning

Aye Ski, they not expectin' this one
I'm about to surprise people with this song


Anything, is possible
I believe I can do anything


I'm on a drug, binge, aye!
I'm high on drugs right now


Rules, I bend, aye!
I don't follow the rules


Like Constantine, devil want my soul
I feel like the devil is after me


Okay like oh no, look at wrist
I'm checking my watch


You bitches whippin' up the bowl
You're making drugs


Yo' not talkin' bricks you been with, get wet like egg yolk
You're not talking about real drugs and you're in danger


She not from Dimmsdale
She's not from my neighborhood


But she gon' give me Dimmadome
She's still willing to have sex with me


Oh no look at your aunt
Your aunt looks strange


Her feet black just like a crow
Her feet are dirty


Coat bought my girl work so it's her collection
My girlfriend got a coat and started selling drugs


I don't pistol pack in Red Dead Redemption
I don't carry guns in video games


Cowboy boots with the spur
I'm wearing cowboy boots


Been lost with the jugg walk
I'm confused and lost


With the sauce with the saber tooth fur
My style is unique and flashy


Krispie Kreme but my sauce
My outfit is fresh


Never empty, humpty dumpty, how I crack her
I never run out of energy and please women


Like a nut cracker all the best crispy, wish list
I'm good at sex


Creep, creep
I'm sneaking around


Crawling like I'm just from centipede
I'm moving like a centipede


Bulletproof vest like I'm 50
I'm wearing a bulletproof vest like 50 Cent


Feeling like a Public toilet
I feel dirty


Full of bear hibernation pee pee
I smell like urine like a bear hibernating


Okay like guillotine, our team
Our group is violent and dangerous


In that pussy
We're having sex


Why your bitch look like Ming
Your girlfriend is unattractive


With a pussy
Despite that, she still has a vagina


I can't swim
I don't know how to swim


Just like I'm raving no dice
I'm not having any luck


I'm so raven idea
I had a great idea


When she suck my dick she make me feel it in my toes
She's really good at oral sex


She look like she need some dick she suck me
She's desperate for sex


Don't wanna go
I don't want to leave


She gon' fuck my nigga for a place to stay fo' sho
She's going to have sex with my friend in exchange for a place to stay


You are irrelevant
You don't matter


I'm going celibate
I'm going to stop having sex


Don't want your bitch you can keep her amor
I don't want your girlfriend, you can keep her




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Written by: Jahseh Dwayne Onfroy

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