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chanel #9 - rx papi lyrics

[intro]
shh, shh, shh, shh, shh
yeah, yeah, yeah
what?
yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
chanel n°9 what my b*tch wanna wear
i can’t put my hoe in no balenciagas
when i’m in the trap house i get the dollars
i do anything to go get me some money
from sunday to sunday i’m serving junkies
[?] i’m ripping and running
don’t play with me i get to gunning
was down on my d*ck, i ain’t had nothing
i never asked for much, i had to make it out
in the trap house the junkies [?] out
i don’t know what these n*ggas talking ’bout
i live everything these n*ggas rap about
i don’t know why they go the capper route
pull up on your block and pull the ratchet out
they like “fleechy, why the f*ck you spazzing out?”
i don’t know why these n*ggas acting out
these n*ggas acting like they with the sh*t
like i ain’t gon’ pull up with the gl!ck
like i ain’t gon’ pull up with a hundred in the stick
aim it at any n*gga, watch how they dip
these n*ggas act like they really on this sh*t
like i won’t pull up and fire off the rip
like i won’t pull this big ass gl!ck off my hip
better duck when i get to shooting sh*t
i might knock your f*cking head off
try to run we take your legs off
getting money, then i sped out
i’m in that 4*o thang
jump out that b*tch with four gold chain
work in the trap house, i do a delivery
i’m in the trap house, they can not get rid of me
the junkies’ll never get sick of me
i got that straight drop, work is that a1
i dare a n*gga to say some’
i got my pistol, it take some’
i load this pistol and spray some’
[intermission]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, shh, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 2]
bust down the bezel, can’t do a plain jane
in interrogations, saying no name
these n*ggas p*ssy, they playing games
we pull up with that choppa, start spraying sh*t
y’all n*ggas really some b*tches and p*ssies
i shoot a n*gga for talking and looking
b*tch i’m slimy and crooked
don’t leave no sh*t ’round me, my n*gga, i’ll book you

[intermission]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 3]
probably was gon’ put a hook on this sh*t, but instead i’ll probably go all in
in the pot, n*gga, go all in
since a young n*gga i been ballin’
i jumped out that [?], then i jumped in that foreign
i made a way for me and mine to all win
i’m the n*gga that they wanna be
i’m the n*gga that they try to be
i told my b*tch “you just keep it a hundred, you get whatever, just don’t lie to me”
i don’t know nun’ but robin jeans, i don’t want nun’ but robin jeans
[outro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

- rx papi lyrics

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