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major - ​rexv2 lyrics

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[chorus: rexv2]
ain’t you tired of being broke, n*gga?
for my slimes show ’em we got hope, n*gga
some my guys still get you poked, n*gga
some my guys still pushing dope, n*gga
chop him, wrap him like a rope, n*gga
hit his spine, back, hit the folks, n*gga
now these b*tches wanna talk, n*gga
ima slide back get that throat, n*gga
pockets blue i’m not no loc, n*gga
you ain’t got it n*ggas gotta cope, n*gga
i can’t f*ck on none these hoes, n*gga
swear to god ain’t never heard of [?], n*gga
not my gang so i can’t joke with ya
i don’t do handouts, no, n*gga
touching money this that four figures
i got two guns still having four triggers
smell the money got my nose bigger
you ain’t got none that’s what you chose n*gga
these bullets these wet up doors n*gga
smoking top floor blowing o’s n*gga
[?] geek with the bros n*gga
twin slat, my slime, kick in your door n*gga

[verse 1: rexv2]
b*tch cheated so i went got my bands up
i’m at neiman’s [?]
i’m just geekin’, i get high, i can’t stand up
n*ggas tweaking always crying bro man up
i feel bad your brother died i’m like d*mn bruh
nah i’m playing i’m the guy got him blammed up
he was laid in seconds after he ran up
n*ggas waiting to get fly get your bands up
any day i go outside gotta that sh*t on
net talking while your brother got hit on
n*ggas garbage always tryna get put on
neck talking that’s that sh*t got my foot on
in my dm’s, p*ssy sh*t n*gga get on
they ain’t tryna beef the kid they get sh*t on
valentina and i’m tryna get [?]
shut down neiman’s when i threw this lil fit on
[verse 2: slump6s]
(aye)
i got major labels tryna call me
now they saying i’m talking that sh*t
got a crib in az and new york, going back and forth
n*gga i’m taking them trips
being fake ain’t worth talking that real sh*t b*tch
i’m really real i get paid for events
where i’m from it ain’t to many n*ggas that made it out
so, b*tch, i’m happy i did (let’s go)
see n*ggas try bite when i reach out my hand
put my twin nem in play that’s my mans (c’mon)
got rich at 16, now i’m only 19 me and gang taking trips out to france (let’s do it)
it’s a lot on my mind that i ain’t tryna think about
come see this sh*t from my lens
i got love for my n*ggas that see through that fake sh*t
they talk on me like it’s a trend (aye, no cap)
tell that boy get his quality up, i ain’t one to be lacking, i’m standing on ten
i’m the one that started this sh*t for these n*ggas, so only i say what it is
been the one since i came out the womb and they know that they just freed [?] i’m glad to have my bro back
b*tch don”t love me she only love the bankroll now a&r’s flooding my sh*t
i got a big bag to my name but i couldn’t let it sit had to find how to double that sh*t
i said shoutout my momma cuz every time she couldn’t make it work she cooked up double the shifts (shout out my momma)
i don’t f*ck with no drama, i leave it behind me your b*tch on my line tryna f*ck with the kid
its a lot of sh*t i don’t try bring to the light but y’all dumb n*ggas talking be funding the kid
[chorus: rexv2]
ain’t you tired of being broke, n*gga?
for my slimes show ’em we got hope, n*gga
some my guys still get you poked, n*gga
some my guys still pushing dope, n*gga
chop him, wrap him like a rope, n*gga
hit his spine, back, hit the folks, n*gga
now these b*tches wanna talk, n*gga
ima slide back get that throat, n*gga
pockets blue i’m not no loc, n*gga
you ain’t got it n*ggas gotta cope, n*gga
i can’t f*ck on none these hoes, n*gga
swear to god ain’t never heard of [?], n*gga
not my gang so i can’t joke with ya
i don’t do handouts, no, n*gga
touching money this that four figures
i got two guns still having four triggers
smell the money got my nose bigger
you ain’t got none that’s what you chose n*gga
these bullets these wet up doors n*gga
smoking top floor blowing o’s n*gga
[?] geek with the bros n*gga
twin slat, my slime, kick in your door n*gga

- rexv2 lyrics

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