This is a song about "X files"

I'll remix an em song and pop x like m and ms

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

I'm on task, but rappers be dropping x like they're malcolm,

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Plastered like a platypus x3

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

I ain't an x-man, im the fucking next man

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

A coward dies a thousand deaths

I see people like martin n' x

Convertibles with turbo jets

Bitch don't kill my vibe (x2)

I slapped an x on your head

Cutting me this worthless check

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Ur flow is floppy 'n' choppy like you popped a molly or x