XXXFILES

[Hook]
Ball so sick
Hope my body don't trip
And the bitch still grippin’
Thought she only want dick
If I hit her with the stick one time
She a trip
If I hit her with the stick two times
It's a lick
I'mma Ball so sick
Hope my body don’t trip
If I hit her with the stick one time
She a trip
If I hit her with the stick two times
It's a lick
But I never hit a bitch 3 times
Off the rip

[Verse]
All up on my x files
I'm the one that made my ex wild
See I could read you like a text file
Gone gimme neck ma
Yh I hope you had your best while
I'm thumbing through a different textile
Blueish green, ok a feen
Codeine when I sip
Ova me, all I need
When I squeeze on the clip
Melodies she release
When she cream on the dick
Going deep
Past the knee
Overseas when I trip
King Killa
Heard you got words with a nigga
With the goat
Trynna go against the herd for a nigga
Lines blurred with the liquor
Might swerve on a nigga
If that be your chick
She gone earn for a nigga
Burn with a nigga
Stomach churn for a nigga
Meet outside if a wybe
You get burned from a nigga
Facts
Only thing a burden is the racks
Max
Weighing down the coupe in the back
Relax
Any time he shoot it's a cap
Truth
Got the fire in the booth like a tag
Spitting truth
If she cute, then she good for the day
I got tic tac bullets
She could chew on the mag
Couple rubber bands
Runnin' hunned mans with the clique
With the M.O.B
With the nobody gone ask where you went
She gone slob on the doggy
Young snoop with the flexxx
Never snooze, it's that dude
Who pay the dues and the rent, yah

[Hook]
Ball so sick
Hope my body don't trip
And the bitch still grippin’
Thought she only want dick
If I hit her with the stick one time
She a trip
If I hit her with the stick two times
It’s a lick
I'mma Ball so sick
Hope my body don’t trip
If I hit her with the stick one time
She a trip
If I hit her with the stick two times
It's a lick
But I never hit a bitch 3 times
Off the rip

[Verse 2]
Trippy trippy
Told the kitty licky licky
You lucky lucky
That I dont get to dippin dippin
This dickin dickin
High grade pimpin pimpin
Cuz my money is my time
And it's only mine to spend it
Cuz I'm a beast
That’s what bitches call me in the sheets
That's what niggas call me on a beat
That's what I got all over my cleats
Sheesh
I been gettin richer than Rameesh
Richer than the pitcher
Cuz the mind all I need
We combine while you bleed
We gone slime on your streets
We them niggas in the mud
We the grimiest seeds
We da BLAKKK when you lacking
Guess you lying in your beefs
Now you lying in your beef stew
Frying on the street
Mama crying
Non compliant
Cuz you tried a nigga b
I let you walk
But still you talk
Like they won't file you under B
Like they won't find you underneath
Something that's lying on the street
I'll give you peace

[Outro]
Ise da man bey
Ise da killa
Don't be watching dem niggas
Nigga watch me
Cuz ise da fuckin' bad man king
Play with me
Ise da nigga run up on you
And cancel you out cole
Me?
Bey ise da fuckin' ting bey
Let these niggas know ain't nobody seeing me bey

[Hook]
Ball so sick
Hope my body don't trip
And the bitch still grippin'
Thought she only want dick
If I hit her with the stick one time
She a trip
If I hit her with the stick two times
It's a lick
I'mma Ball so sick
Hope my body don't trip
If I hit her with the stick one time
She a trip
If I hit her with the stick two times
It's a lick
But I never hit a bitch 3 times
Off the rip