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bread crumbs - rxk nephew lyrics

i got the gl!ck back the f*ck up
don’t make it hot don’t act the f*ck up
i’m booted right now b*tch don’t make me nervous
opp n*gga died, now they act like he innocent
judge gon slay me he know i ain’t innocent
the opps be pure, they blood be innocent
see me in traffic! this ain’t the internet
shawty keep callin’ like “bae where you at?”

i got the grip back the f*ck up
6 ft distance, back the f*ck up
n0body move, n0body get hurt
drought in the hood n0body got percs
stuck in the trap she say “it won’t work”
l!ck on my phone b*tch back the f*ck up!
they waitin’ on me cause they know wassup
auntie be blessed when i pull up
back the f*ck up i got the deals
auntie get credit and pay me in pills
fake ass demons they know they ain’t real
i could look at a perc and tell it ain’t real
one look at a opp and know they ain’t with it
one look at the work auntie lip twitchin’
back the f*ck up get the f*ck out the kitchen!
food stamps hit auntie like “come get it”
walk in that b*tch like “back the f*ck up!”
price drop down watch em act the f*ck up
juvenile gl!ck back that ass up
play with me b*tch ima shoot yo ass up
look like we in philly with so many alleys
im on the bean ion f*ck with the addie’s
police ass n*gga talm bout drop a addy!
dirty ass n*gga from the east, scallywag!
bae be like “don’t come with yo gun”
baby mustve did the wrong drugs
two*tone tough not goin for none
ring look like they fried in bread crumbs
me and slither*her just came from cali
look like uncle buddy with the natty
beat up the pack like a bad step*daddy
b*tch move like she ain’t have no daddy
*onomatopoeia* boom boom * boom
back the f*ck up!
bean kicked in, my heart start racin’
adhd, neph don’t got patience
f*ck my teacher she ain’t teach me to trap!
my science teacher ain’t teach me to cook crack!
social studies ain’t teach me bout that
i’m the trap house christopher columbus n*gga!
walk in that b*tch like the crack creator
government said i’m dangerous for the feds
area 51 warrants on my head
they said i look like bossie and k!lla kam
beat the work with a bat like marc did boosie
in the hood like auntie black bread and hot*dogs
14 babies at the trap like (?)
roaches at the trap like (?) house
trap house look like bam house
side doors look like we sellin’ juleps
work taste like lime kiwi juleps
i’m neil armstrong when im on a bean
think i walked on the moon when it was all in my head
they said that the beans put holes in my head
she like “stay off the beans” h*ll nah!!!
i ain’t mean to say it that loud but i mean it
back the f*ck up, gl!ck leave you wet
head game good baby girl sell neck
glock hit his head we twist his dreads
embalming fluid on me like method man
baby girl think that she my momma
two years old i cursed out my momma
gl!ck sound like a bald headed momma
30 shot make a b*tch dance to gazza

- rxk nephew lyrics

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