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jiffy mix - rx nephew lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah
ayy, rx nephew
yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
i’m all on my phone, i’m checkin’ my calls
i just left the trap with me and my dawgs
work in the water, the pot get foggy
beat the trap like jim jones, i’m ballin’
two cell phones, them b*tches be jumpin’
watchin’ the camera, i see when they comin’
i’m in the trap, i’m countin’ my money
crack therapy only thing work for me
i just want fried pork chops and kool*aid
stuck in the trap, i’ve been here about two days
thotiana wrist, thumbin’ through blue faces
duckin’ the d’s and dodgin’ new cases
b*tch from miami, i met her on ig
white runtz in a dutch, taste like hi*c
i’m at the gas station givin’ out samples
call my phone, i’ll be there in a jiffy

[verse]
yeah, i’ll be there in a jiffy
wrist in the pot, i get mixin’
can’t f*ck with these n*ggas, these n*ggas move iffy
wrist in the water, i feel like timmy
b*tch from toronto treat me like drizzy
if you readin’ this, b*tch, get with me
i want an audi, not no d*mn bentley
baby girl said sometimes i be trippin’
she ask why i always got money in pictures
i told her, “you shoulda seen how i was livin'”
take your ass on a tour through the trenches
i’m from a field where there ain’t no benches
trap house jumpin’, ain’t no b*tches
every first, trap house is l!ckin’
auntie had convulsions when she hit it
yeah, ayy, i’ll be there in a jiffy
strapped up, eight o’clock, i’m gettin’ mixy
i’m off the henny, i’m gettin’ bendy
j*kwon trap, everybody get tipsy
i’m booted as f*ck, i’m dead drunk p*ssy
elliot wrist in the pot, it messy
roll the window down, it’s gettin’ misty
[chorus]
yeah, i’ll be there in a jiffy (ayy)
i’m all on my phone, i’m checkin’ my calls
i just left the trap with me and my dawgs
work in the water, the pot get foggy
beat the trap like jim jones, i’m ballin’
two cell phones, them b*tches be jumpin’
watchin’ the camera, i see when they comin’
i’m in the trap, i’m countin’ my money
crack therapy only thing work for me
i just want fried pork chops and kool*aid
stuck in the trap, i’ve been here about two days
thotiana wrist, thumbin’ through blue faces
duckin’ the d’s and dodgin’ new cases
b*tch from miami, i met her on ig
white runtz in a dutch, taste like hi*c

[outro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy
crack therapy

- rx nephew lyrics

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