lirik lagu rxknephew - fried rice
you wanna be with a baller, girl? f~ck all of that
gotta grind with a n~gga, girl, it’s a process
i ain’t make it there, don’t call me yet
imma call you when i get to the trap
when i first met lil’ baby, she was cool
now she callin’ my phone with these attitudes
girl, i’m in the trap, i’m makin’ it happen
i’m really in it, girl, i ain’t just rappin’
phone go to ringing, that’s another l!ck
lil’ homie on the west, he want a zip
the pack gone, gotta take a trip
baby know i’m leavin’ so she givin’ me lip
i ride with my scale, they can’t trick me
i ain’t got no bags, i can break through a 50
baby like gettin’ high, actin’ silly
walk in that b~tch, sh~t like unclе willie
hittin’ the road, i’m gone for a whilе
yuh
told her pack up, she want her nails done
i’m sorry i ain’t got time for that
call my other b~tch on the westside
i been trappin’ since nextel phones
glock on my hip like tuff tone
neckbraids on my neck like jerome
trap all my life, never had a job
baby wanna talk on and on
stuck in the trap, a week long
whole life i been goin’ hard
daddy go hard with what he believe in
i wanted a deuce ~ i achieved it
up that glock, stop a n~gga breathin’
look in the mirror, see a demon
not rich, i do what i can
i love my grandma and love my fam
baby girl wanna meet my mama
so i took that hoe to goodman & garson
she like, “where is your mom?”
i’m like, “right here, girl, look around!”
i’m from new york, but not the city
bunch of [?] for some henny
in the trap, i can’t be no husband
my id might say mclovin’
the kids here, girl, why you cussin’?
i’m cookin’ crack, girl, stay in the room
jump in the v and buss a move
baby girl badder than fancy nancy
baby girl bad, throwin’ tempter tantrums
up that gl!ck, have a tempter tantrum
12 ~ 12 bags, size of a phantom
trap house clean, got it from my grandma
she like, “ooo, daddy, you got manners”
i’m like, “not all the time, b~tch, cook me a sandwich”
yuh
i stayed the night, she want me to move in
walk in that b~tch with my tool on me
baby got a man but he not here
rob a n~gga out his moncler
she like, “bae, stop robbin’ n~ggas”
i’m like, “bae, stop savin’ n~ggas”
she like, “bae, you a brave n~gga”
i’m like, “nah, i’m an armed and dangerous n~gga”
yuh
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