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domestic prices - rxknephew lyrics

you gon’ hold it down like you said you is
line a l!ck up like you said you is
baby insecure she a lil thick
i’m like f*ck all of that girl, you the sh*t
baby cook haddock with some grits
baby cook good shrimp with some grits
babygirl thicker than some oatmeal
gl!ck on my hip so she know it’s real
sitting at the table i’m bagging up crack
had a long day she rubbing my back
new breed trapper just left the trap
i love it when lil mama rub my back
love it when lil mama ask how i’m doing
love it when she ask how my day going
she ain’t call me all day ‘cuz she knew i was trapping
if she call when i’m trapping i might start spazzing
babygirl bad she thick
babygirl bad she the sh*t
she from the hood, been to jail before
she used to scam and steal out stores
baby remind me of my grandma
she baby me like grandma
cook banana pudding like grandma
cook neck bones like grandma
baby so bad she look way better than beyoncé
baby so bad look better than cassie
baby so bad, freaky and nasty
baby bougie but she classy
can’t lie, can’t get sh*t past me
walk out that b*tch i’m super swaggy
i feel like gucci when he dissed jeezy
shawty like jeezy but i f*ck with gucci
i’m like b*tch, i grew up on gucci
i’m like b*tch, i pop beans to gucci
i’m like b*tch, i drink to gucci
i’m like b*tch i don’t even bump gucci no more
but when i hear that classic gucci, get to going
phone ring, she like where is you going
baby badder, badder than a f*ck
rub my back baby please roll up
baby taste like pumpkin donuts
raw paper i don’t want no dutch
baby all on my body she wan’ f*ck
b*tch don’t put lip gloss on my blunt
baby ass fatter than big pun
they want my b*tch like i’m big pun
marvin g*ye thirty clip let’s get it on
lights was off, cut them b*tches up
baby call my phone she like what is you doing
you know i hate when you ask questions
baby p*ssy wetter than a f*ck
dive in it’s like i’m getting baptized
they want black barbie chastised
crack selling like hot fries
this new b*tch that i cooked tonight taste like that chicken sandwich from popeyes
rolling windows down, popping guys
business k!ller b*tch suit and tie
slitherman jump out the sky
beat a b*tch face in with the draco
i was making ar*15s with legos
i used to think i was shooting people
these n*ggas not shooting people
but they rapping like they shooting people
babygirl all on my d*ck
i don’t give a d*mn bout her being thick
babygirl all on my d*ck
i don’t give a d*mn bout her being thick
she like nephew i know you drugrixh
but i don’t give a d*mn bout you being drugrixh
i’m like b*tch you sound stupid
b*tch you sound like raven symone
b*tch you got stretch marks fatter than a b*tch
over time got fat like raven symone
b*tch, get the f*ck off my phone
dumbass hoe, leave me alone
do what i want lil mama i’m grown
real trap n*gga i trap two phones
real trap n*gga trap on the flip phone
real trap n*gga imma get the zips gone
yuh! babygirl wan go watch a movie
h*ll nah turn your trap to a coolie
now your house is my trap
out the side selling crack
drugrixh n*gga i came out the dark hole
babygirl i need some water
this hit go good then i might spoil ya
she like it ain’t none i won’t do for you
you don’t love me you love my presence
baby jehovah’s witness, no presents
that’s my last plug, i deaded him
n*gga called your phone what you said to him
baby tell me what the f*ck you said
big neph, hate being sober
henny taste like grape juice kosher
these n*ggas rats they ain’t no vultures
hawk a n*gga down daytime vultures
you don’t know how neph he get culture
big neph stay ten toes down like i’m sposed to
these n*ggas ain’t tough they ain’t nothing close to it
neph rob him soon as i get close to him
rxk, you know it’s him
rxk, b*tch you know what it is
they want me locked up wearing tan
these n*ggas’d be broke if it wasn’t for scams
pandemic came broke n*ggas got money
call big neph he gone take your money
jump out the cut like swiper the swiper
but swiper the swiper ain’t never swipe none
knife on the k b*tch neph gon’ knife hunt
neph gon take it if big neph like some
take your sh*t why the f*ck you getting hype for
ain’t like that why the f*ck you got a knife for
stab you in your stomach like a pimple
b*tch hit a l!ck and wanna f*ck like a nympho
that’s your plug i’ll knock his ass
right out the socket, i’m the new kimbo
hotbox the v, roll up the window
every car i drive imma smoke in
johnny taylor stroke it with a motion
gli* gli* gli* gli* and extort him
unc said the work taste like a strawberry shortcake
it taste like hostess
bae still a g i’m not getting divorced
really sold crack when i jumped off the porch
i will lie to the judge and get out and i will never ever come back to court
if i’m brought trial knock out my lawyer
i will hawk spit on the da
thirty minutes i’ll be in pa
bands are good like savannah, ga
babygirl like neph you need to chill
do you love me or you love eating pills
i’m like d*mn, that’s a good question
your ass fat but these beans is a blessing
i smoke kush and i pop beans
and i don’t give a d*mn what they say bout me
i’m the new wizzop off thirty beans
pop more pills than my grandma
brodie like chill you going bananas
drake came in it got a banana
monkey ass n*gga be eating bananas
just like that n*gga [?]
i will hit the block start trapping and camping
baby like when you coming home
i will slam my phone and stomp my phone
take the sim card out and throw my phone
slitherman, he ain’t got no phone
slitherman, he ain’t got no home
walk in the trap like daddy home
get shot in your face tryna be tough tone
you ain’t buying no grams, go home
you ain’t buying no grams i should slap the sh*t out you
call my phone don’t want nothing i should shoot you
b*tch cheat on me imma f*ck her credit up
if i was travis scott and i was f*cking kylie jenner
make that b*tch get a bentley in her name
i’d make that b*tch pay for a feature from my n*gga wizzop then leave that b*tch
get that b*tch pregnant then leave that b*tch
like lil dumb hoe you need some kids
slitherman give you demon kids
they like calm down neph, you need to live
i’m like calm down n*gga you need to die
your name on paperwork you need to die
slitherman real name kristopher warden
that name gon never see no d*mn paperwork
my name gon never ever see paperwork
these n*ggas got calls they ain’t got paperwork
sn*tch you out your car, take the title
these n*ggas only gangster on tidal
these n*ggas only gangster on apple
these n*ggas only gangster on youtube
make a b*tch think i’m ms13
stab a n*gga and put that b*tch on youtube
slitherman ain’t calming down
shhh, what’s that sound
boom, that’s slitherman
walk in that b*tch like the godd*mn taliban

- rxknephew lyrics

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