X-Files lyrics

Robbed a wap but copped a hat and some other hoodies
Where i came from it was full of bullies
He raps bad cause his cousins gully
I ain’t capping, me I'll slap him in a wooden casket, slap it and push his skully
Ain’t nothing funny, tryna figure out the secrets like moulder
Getting brains while I hold her head and f*ck her skully
Why you never give your mother money
Brothers in prison and you never send your brother money
Gotta flex to get sex…you’re a pus*y rookie
Them man paying for some gutter pus*y
On his toes, Forest Road tryna look a suckie
She’s sucking di*k because ya sucking pus*y
Before I get tempted by broken b*tches
I’ll buy myself a rubber pus*y
Came straight from the mud I’m mucky
Bro said she bun him, I just bun a zubby
You harass b*tches like the lucky lucky
Men on the beach, I had a skeng on the seat
Strapped, gloves & a mask, ingredients to cook a duppy
I didn’t get him, bro done it for me
He didn’t die but he shoulda dead, still on bs? f*ck it then
Should just count his self & his mother lucky
White girl sniffing, white girl she’s annoying man
Playing with herself, i just call her bugsy bunny
Told my b*tch it’s bait in these bits
I want drink & a crisp so b*tch can you run in for me
Told my b*tch it’s bait in these bits
I want drink & a crisp
Ion wanna get bagged for Mirinda & Doritos
Scroll on my phone with my seat low
n*ggas on the TL tryna beef hoes
That’s abusive that ain’t street doe
They never knew who got him, there was 3 doe
Coming like he got done by the Migos
None of my bruddas on the d low
Can’t say the same for them
Didn’t wanna stab him but it happen
It’s how the street goes
n*ggas ain’t on clapping their just capping
Tryna jeet hoes
Keep showing ya scars at least show them who you are
Speak doe on how you never stuck to the g code
Don’t wanna speak no? But ya spoke to police doe
Civilians watched you get f*cked like a peep show
Talk on me that’s blasphemy, got shooters that’ll blast for me
Hot shot.. me get got?, They’re riding back for me
I was winning and my friends weren’t happs for me
Written in scripture, Told man I ain’t Hitler
Or genocidal, you ain’t gotta get gassed for me
G at least smile or clap for me, n*ggas tried clap at me
Shoot my own shots, no n*ggas gotta clap for me
She throw it back and it clap for me
Told bro this buggaboo b*tch tryna chat to me
Said he got bun, she tried trapping me and clapping me
f*ck the baby talk, stop harassing me
Dropped you out cah you never left the coochie in tact for me
About “is this how ya acting yeah”
There’s only been 2 gyal that one night standed me
I’ve seen man do mag, turn trans on me
Cosplayed a real n*gga switched and turn gyal on me
They can’t rattle me g, they just rat on me
n*ggas wanna stab on me, still try rat on me
You said “it is what it is” but is it actually
Try bring a knife to this fight, Ima assume that you lacked for me
f*ck the bars in ya track for me or the thoughts that ya have for me
People dish out stabs for me they don’t even know
If they just lefted him on a slab for me
If I tell my n*gga go & get tha shish kebab for me
That's a green light, eat five and its casualty
Really lived a crazy life but it made me wise
Believe in loyalty you might pay the price
Trust your instincts don’t mistake the vibe
It’s a dog eat dog world, b*tch that’s what natures like
Sick of these little rapper guys & there made up lies
Sick on beats but a bag of lies manna chatting sh*te
Djinn is me, fire formed spirit, i won’t say it twice
Picture me in the after life with a blade of ice
Still tryna get vengeance on my enemies
Miss my uncle Shane I only see him in my memories
I never made sense of this sh*t until I entered it
Been involved from young I never signed up for a membership