lirik lagu rxknephew & harry fraud - the roundtable
[intro: rxknephew]
uh~huh
yeah
(you’re a wizard, harry)
uh~huh
[verse 1: rxknephew]
i’ve been grinding for a long minute
every time i touched that fork, i put my heart in it
b~tch like, “get off the henny, you got that dog in you”
i ain’t even wanna f~ck her, i ain’t interested
i wake up thinking ’bout my money, they say it’s a blessing
i got a glock with a .30, ten thousand on the dresser
i drink my henny with my food and with my breakfast
i ain’t laying down with you girl, watching netflix
she wanna go bowling, sh~t, that’s my first time
she wanna hit a haunted house, sh~t, this my first time
street n~gga, came up off dubs and dimes
number one time hustler you’ll never find
[verse 2: teds budz]
uh, b~tch wanted me to f~ck, but i ain’t interested
ayy, thizzle gotta feed the family, can’t be getting arrested
ayy, i could never let a woman get the best of me
straight drop in the pop, b~tch, it’s getting messy
ayy, mr. known to keep a box, like i’m messi though
ayy, mr. known to keep a glock in his dresser drawer
boy, you’s a b~tch, why you out here acting messy though?
boy, if i spit it to your b~tch, i bet she’d let me f~ck
ayy, thizzle riding in that tahoe, not a tesla truck
boy, he ain’t ever whipped a pot, so why he flexing for?
ayy, baby all up in her feels when i hit the road
ayy, thizzle man get skrilled like he cracked the code
[verse 3: rxknephew]
they like, “neph, when you and thizzle dropping an album?”
a few hunnid thousand, and i ain’t go to college
how the f~ck he made an m? ’cause that’s him
tupac shakur [?] yeah, that’s him
i feel like i died, came back alive again
go ‘head pick a side, n~gga, who you riding with?
where the f~ck you from? n~gga, who you dying with?
she ain’t really love me, she just want to try the d~ck
time is money, girl, i can’t get that time back
bust a nut where i’m busting rubber bands off these racks
i book a flight out the blue, she like, “when you coming back?”
the first set of couple days i don’t wanna hear none of that
i’ll book you a uber and book you a uber back
i’ll pay a b~tch to get out my face
i got nails did and told her, “get out”
we at the roundtable, she had to sit out
[verse 4: teds budz]
uh, i’ll walk a n~gga down like i’m artest
ayy, glock lay a n~gga down like jerome bettis
sh~t, the the low touch down, won’t do no texting
sh~t, on the real, i made a mil’ f~cking with my mexicans
thizzle man feel like tommy bond, i’m sitting in that lexus
sh~t, everywhere this n~gga go he got the glock next to him
ayy, baby, can you hit the road? i ain’t tryna be s~xual
b~tch, you can go do what you want, i ain’t even gon’ question you
ayy, n~ggas asking where the f~cking tape at
sh~t, i just wrapped a hunnid pack, where the tape at?
ayy, lil’ b~tch wanna f~ck, then just say that
uh, thizzle man always going where the cake at, n~gga
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