Adi Rei - X-Files Lyrics

X-Files X-Files you blowing up my text now
You bout to make a mess now
That's why you get left out
X-Files X-Files rocking different textiles
I had to go and flex now
I did it with my chest out
Left you in the past better stay there
You been on them games and we don't play fair
Told em' drop the pin I'm on the way there
All these rappers is my sons I run a daycare
Bad Italian bitch I'm like Capeesh
Pull up in that brand new toy man this is not a lease
When you here that noise I tell a hater rest in peace
I be with my dogs and yeah we really of the (Leash)
Pedal to the floor green light go
Everything go when you getting this dough
Don't let out the smoke bitch close my door
And I won't let no broke shit inside my dome
Fill up my cup till it overflow
Fill up my lungs till they cloaked in smoke
Still off the uh might overdose
And I'm still too real can't steal this glow
Aye talk down on my name boy you a lame
He ain't got the guts to say it to my face
Don't beef with rappers made his paycheck in a day
But if we take it there then we a let it
X-Files X-Files you blowing up my text now
You bout to make a mess now
That's why you get left out
X-Files X-Files rocking different textiles
I had to go and flex now
I did it with my chest out
Left you in the past better stay there
You been on them games and we don't play fair
Told em' drop the pin I'm on the way there
All these rappers is my sons I run a daycare

X-Files X-Files you blowing up my text now
You bout to make a mess now
That's why you get left out
X-Files X-Files rocking different textiles
I had to go and flex now
I did it with my chest out
Left you in the past better stay there
You been on them games and we don't play fair
Told em' drop the pin I'm on the way there
All these rappers is my sons I run a daycare
Bad Italian bitch I'm like Capeesh
Pull up in that brand new toy man this is not a lease
When you here that noise I tell a hater rest in peace
I be with my dogs and yeah we really of the (Leash)
Pedal to the floor green light go
Everything go when you getting this dough
Don't let out the smoke bitch close my door
And I won't let no broke shit inside my dome
Fill up my cup till it overflow
Fill up my lungs till they cloaked in smoke
Still off the uh might overdose
And I'm still too real can't steal this glow
Aye talk down on my name boy you a lame
He ain't got the guts to say it to my face
Don't beef with rappers made his paycheck in a day
But if we take it there then we a let it
X-Files X-Files you blowing up my text now
You bout to make a mess now
That's why you get left out
X-Files X-Files rocking different textiles
I had to go and flex now
I did it with my chest out
Left you in the past better stay there
You been on them games and we don't play fair
Told em' drop the pin I'm on the way there
All these rappers is my sons I run a daycare