lirik lagu rxknephew - fingers cramping
[intro: rxknephew]
yeah
(you gon f~ck with this one will)
yeah, yeah
phew, phew
[chorus: rxknephew]
dropping my price got them all in my body, i’m giving out deals they like nephew you wilding
she bringing me food to the trap cause she bout it, yo baby to bad but she know i got options
i do how i do she like neph you a problem been ballin’ gon’ ball out baby i got it
three hunnit a zip me and her smoke proper i’m fresh as a b~tch when i jump out the audi
get on the road back to the bowl three cellphones versace cologne
stuck in this b~tch till the work all gone get out my sleep girl i’m putting it on
[verse 1: rxknephew]
gl!ck on the hip let a n~gga move wrong dead sh~t his a be gone
wrist in the bowl i’m getting it on help with the work why you sitting there for?
pass the scale right there in the drawer biting down on the bean sh~t look like joy
top shelf designer this ain’t no [?] come shop for less trap look like ross
i don’t gotta made up life like rick ross grandma name been ballin’ i did it all
[chorus]
dropping my price got them all in my body, i’m giving out deals they like nephew you wilding
she bringing me food to the trap cause she bout it, yo baby to bad but she know i got options
i do how i do she like neph you a problem been ballin’ gon’ ball out baby i got it
three hunnit a zip me and her smoke proper i’m fresh as a b~tch when i jump out the audi
get on the road back to the bowl three cellphones versace cologne
stuck in this b~tch till the work all gone what is we on?
matching burberry she like you the one dead shot his ass a be gone
[verse 2: rx papi]
all day long babygirl tell me i’m the sh~t stick my wrist in the bowl and i whip
walk out the door b~tch throwing a fit she say all day long boy you make me sick
b~tch get off yo ass and open the bag that don’t go right there take yo ass to the back
looking in the mirror she think her ass getting fat city girl hood b~tch act like a nat
papi pull up jump out the back of the back don’t ask where i’m at b~tch i’ll be back
how call me papi but i’m not her dad stayed down with a n~gga i’ll get her a money rag
trap spot hit say the word finger l!cking swing the door all day b~tch why is you tripping
i’m at auntie house b~tch get out your feelings going airplane mode had to handle my business
geeked up doing high speeds in the car i’m to high top shelf weed in a jar
shootouts board day that’s the sh~t we be on b~tch why you always tryna go through my phone
i said what i said b~tch leave it alone i walk in this b~tch like my name ramon
forty thousand for my phone with no camera on it gave auntie my deal she my one and only
ion trust them boys so i got it on me why you making it hot knowing i got the chop
when i jump out the car make sure you spin the block
broad daylight them p~ssy n~ggas know how i rock
she wanna argue again i’m like “oh my god”
[?] she wanna tell me all her problems tryna tell this b~tch about all my robbery’s
got five n~ggas rap deal in my closet
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