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lirik lagu overly - rx papi

[intro]
aye turn me up jp
huh, uh
uh, uh

[verse]
drive the car ain’t got no brake i’m in louie with thirty thousand
got some fine sh~t out of dallas, i’m with rollers and the hoodsters
i’m on harbors no sativas, i’m in the trenches with honorable members
my grandma said “i’m a baby” my mama know i’m a k!ller
they say “i look like melinda”, turn a fate when i feel suspicious
little bro when that “brr” he brr, he jump out the bushes and finish him
my car cost sixty thousand i’m popping my sh~t forever
i’m superly overly, overly i’m him ain’t no n~gga over me
make a bad b~tch cook me food got a trench b~tch boosting me a tech
got a bougie b~tch with good credit finna make the hoe give me a vet
i sold more dope than my daddy i know i make my brother proud
in 33 rochina paid me ask that b~tch “how she like me now”
lil’ b~tch say “close your mouth” i got a thirty thousand dollar smile
your bd asked me to “front him a pound” broke ass b~tch he ain’t in my caliber
we’ll pull up 392 challenger you ain’t got all the money then b~tch i’ll get b~tch with you
i’m in haimov with life savings i pour a cup she say “goodness gracious”
i put a big drank in my 2 liter pull up fine sh~t in a 2 seater
they can’t stop me what they gon’ with me?
broke that b~tch back wish it was two of me so much louie they gon’ call me “louie p”
walk in amiri sent twenty on the newest jeans
baby mama call like “do you got something for me”
broke ass b~tch if you don’t get the f~ck from me
show [?] and spend it on baby z t~~th hear the “bling bow” b~tch these hd
broke ass n~gga ain’t sh~t you can tell me get hit with this sh~t n0body coming to help you
we ain’t doing leg shots when we swing that metal real made men i’m a h~ll of a n~gga
n~gga i’m a war lord i’m a vet i drop that bag he marked for death
little cuz’ say “one day i gotta stop swinging it” them n~ggas play on bk i’m bringing it
bro get to walking sh~t down with that ten bro died early so i brought him a benz
n~ggas can’t say i ain’t for the men i don’t play board day i’ll aim for chin
i don’t give two f~ck about your kid once you in this sh~t you in it
you shouldn’t did that sh~t you did i don’t need no help on no bid
rolling 60’s jack my sh~t you don’t like it suck my d~ck
i took an n~gga advance and spend that sh~t in the trenches with all my n~ggas
i brought amiri for every n~gga around me i got bundles for all the b~tches
walked out of prison eighty thousand they keep screaming “papi wildin’”
ain’t got no license but i’m driving you’ll be a fool to get behind me
fine sh~t get wet whenever i’m smiling b~tch tryna rip me out my boxers
i wake up reach for the syrup she wake up get on my nerves
papi really from the curve made a k!lling in the birds that little bitty bitty, b~tch a bird
made a fifty off a syrup that little thick b~tch got some curve
sipping thick sh~t made me swerve jump out that demon what’s the word?
brought bro home from first to third i’m tryna take us to the finals
tryna leave this b~tch with a dub that n~gga tryna fight with brody his dumbass might not leave the club
two ten mills in that book bag all face shots his sh~t look bad
my mama say “i’m like my dad” if you play once i’m on your ass
known for giving sh~t the belt caught him hit him on his steph
his mama heard him get shot to death we boxed him in we left a mess
his sister hit me with a text also told the b~tch “you next”
they say my n~ggas get messy we give out sparrow trips and stretchers
if you can come and catch us bro gon’ jam out whatever
i get the pan, get the grams, then get my man right together
i had my hand out never put that wham! on whoever he heard that “blam” sh~t get [?]
b~tch i’m a man nothing less than my mama told me that “i’m special”
[?] tell me i’m “the future” i’ll blow all this sh~t right now if that n~gga okay then ima’ shoot him
little cuz’ say i’m his “influence” he said “he watch what i be doing”
stick my wrist in the bowl and move it i beat that b~tch left right i’m grooving
selling dope since i was a baby on the corner where they raised me
my mama cried when i turned eighteen they thought i died before i was eighteen
i was frying sh~t at sixteen money came when i was seventeen
by the time i turned nineteen it was no n~gga ahead of me
run my block like i’m gotti he got shot cause he tried me
they know me as little “yr”
nowadays they call me “papi”
fine sh~t say “i’m c~cky”
shut the f~ck up b~tch and top me if you need it b~tch i got it
it get convenient for the shoppers b~tch i grew up with the mobsters, the k!llers and, the robbers
whole bunch of rule boys we some mother f~cking shootas

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