Lyrics The X Files - NI$h

Bitch
I'm done wit yo stupid ass
You be talking crazy when I leave I'm running through yo stash
Spending all yo cash
Bouta buy me a big stupid bag
For all the shit you put me through you lucky I don't up the strap
You a dumb nigga
Getting sloppy with that cheating shit
Bet you ain't believe me when I said that I would leave this bitch
Packing all my shit Grabbing keys to yo whip too
Corny ass txts in yo phone like
What that mouth do
Nigga I am gone Fuck you Leave me alone
You Begging me to stay but got hoes calling on yo phone
You smoking dog shit if you think I'm bouta stick it out
You wasted all my time fuck this
You can keep the house
Im no longer yo spouse
Chasing many like you mickey mouse
On the gram
Looking like a hound
You a fucking clown
Liking bitches pictures as a sport
Can't even hold me down
Hit the gas throw that bitch in sport
Yea it's my turn now
You my ex now
Add that nigga to the ex files
You got me fucked up
Acting dumb you need a check now
Watch me glow up
Bet you turn into a pest now
Fucking broke hoes got you out here looking stressed
You my ex now
Add that nigga to the ex files
You got me fucked up
Acting dumb you need a check now
Watch me glow up
Bet you turn into a pest now
Fucking broke hoes got you out here looking stressed out
My current mood on some fuck a nigga shit
I got my own bag
I can ice my own wrist
Dropping foreign whips
I don't even need a cosign
Meanwhile you fucking on hoes who doing coke lines
It's go time
I can't lie nigga you the motivation
The way I'm bouta ball on you ain't no limitation
Them hoes you be fuckin heavy on that imitation
Tryna be me with no drip
Low precipitation
Lose one gain two bitch it's the re up
My home girl just called me so fuck it nigga we up
You keep talking crazy it's yo whip
That ima key up
And my brother tote them guns
He got them stripes like adidas
It's either
You gon quit that bitch or ima get that bitch
You better put her in her place
Before I split her shit
She ain't got shit to lose me ima walking lick
Fuck around and bust my wrist some more
Tryna hit that bitch
That lil whore ain't even seeing me
Bird box
Got a solar system on my arm as a wristwatch
Giving new niggas all my time
Fuck a shot clock
Boo'd tf up
Ella mai
Get my socks rocked
You do you, I do me
That's the new goals
Got a cold hearted Roley with the face froze
Summer body all year bitch I stay cold
Lasagna ass bitches, yea they look a lil preggo
You my ex now
Add that nigga to the ex files
You got me fucked up
Acting dumb you need a check now
Watch me glow up
Bet you turn into a pest now
Fucking broke hoes got you out here looking stressed
You my ex now
Add that nigga to the ex files
You got me fucked up
Acting dumb you need a check now
Watch me glow up
Bet you turn into a pest now
Fucking broke hoes got you out here looking stressed out