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do it myself - rxknephew lyrics

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[intro]
(bossup, n*gga) uh, uh, yeah, yeah
slither sh*t n*gga, (slither sh*t n*gga)
yeah, yeah yeah, uh, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse]
don’t open your lip you don’t want the consequence
narcotic on me, 12 not stoppin’
you not in the street boy, stop that sh*t
two tone glock in the car with the clip
let this b*tch off then ya car gettin’ flipped
come raw out the pot, how raw can it get
from down south we gonna auction the gl!ck
slide over here then we parking ya whip
never win, never fold, never calling it quits
chain on my nеck then i walk with the stick
sparkin’ my blunt, get to talkin’ my sh*t
dog brought it up, thеn we order it in
diamond out the dirt, they say i’m gravy
you can tell how i jump out the audi i ain’t fakin’
leg room in this b*tch this sh*t hit sp*cious
auntie hit the work like goodness gracious (mhmm!)
too much traffic they callin’ the law
big four*four i’ma walk with the dog
pardon me b*tch, on the road with my dogs
b*tch ass right, doing tunnels and all [?]
four plus plus more dunk in the twins [?]
the way that i’m trappin’ she say i’ma lose it
what would i do, they like neph don’t do it
not even eatin’, so what was i chewin’?
how many grams you sold? a lot
how did you get that car? my thot
how did that coat do numbers? my block
glock on the hip, that b*tch illegal
side door look like cinema in regal
price drop down did that for the people
i’m booted as f*ck can’t talk much
i’m high as h*ll, shut the f*ck up
beat hit hard you know bossup man
aunty keep telling me “neph you my favorite”
unc and aunty got neph in the playlist
jump off of my chains lil’ boy don’t say sh*t
how the f*ck you gone rob a robber?
black with dreads, fresh like green goblin
go ask my b*tch you know neph got it
whole sh*t i got can k!ll yo problems

hoe switched up like the hoe have four braces
bet on my wrist like a motherf*ckin’ horse races
unc outside, beep beep, got no patience
aunty pulled up for a brand new playstation
she put r2, l2, left, up
new spider senses tingle when the fork come
aunty smack her lip when the dope come
where you going neph? a dope run
kick ya b*tch, it ain’t sh*t with my balencies
dope have you rapping like you lil d*cky
fresh off the plant, brand new d*ckies
that’s in my pocket, you see that’s the mickey
fall the f*ck back, your whole gang look sickly
say what i want, broke boy won’t get me
send the council, got brand new fifties
me my b*tch higher than bobby and whitney
(mhm, yeah)
(close that door when you walk in here b*tch)
(close it)
show some respect, aunty in here, b*tch
up this gl!ck on ya body, b*tch
four o’s in my car, not a rari, b*tch
can’t lay up with you, i’m sorry b*tch
bust on a sale like i fought it b*tch
neph back in town, gotta call my l!ck

that audi in storage, gotta start my sh*t
unc get ta trippin, so part of my l!ck
that cartier on me, that’s part of my wrist
grams for the low when i walk in this b*tch
don’t talk to me b*tch, better talk to my gl!ck
got a scale on the counter, a plate on the stove
call my b*tch like ‘i ain’t comin’ home’
two tough tone, carl malone
neph braid ya wrong, two tone
za in the backwood, two tone
these n*ggas be switching, they two tone
b*tch watch how you talkin’ to two tone
got a b*tch in houston, got a few homes
aunty like uh*nuh neph, you too grown
just touched down, got a few gone
(let me cut this sh*t with my strong, b*tch)
(bossup, n*gga)
[outro]
door off the hinges, gone get on the ground
six hour flight, gone get me some pounds
you can see in my eye i ain’t f*ckin’ around
boom, boom, boom! gunnin’ ’em down!

huh? huh? huh? yeah, yeah, i’m the first n*gga to put henny on the cartier n*gga, i’m the first* bro tell him to record this bruh, tell ’em to record this bruh, get this on there. crazy. come on man

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