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post me dead in the trap - rxknephew lyrics

(hook)

they like neph leave that street sh*t alone
b*tch i got good l!cks and three different phones talking all that whaaa, get gone
n*gga nervous he don’t know what type of time i’m on
at the window hand in hand i get them hammers gone
get a 31 gone no matter what kind of phone
i done ran up 12,000 on obama phone
i got different b*tches on my d*ck and hearing cold yeah i told her, you ain’t grinding, b*tch, get out
you ain’t at the round table b*tch you gotta sit out she like neph my mama right here don’t pull them pills out
i’m like, girl, your auntiе right there i got thesе deals out
where stewart and cars here, it’s a p*ssy house they look like backpack boys yeah cookie house
but it ain’t no weed in this b*tch, it’s a cookie house 31 grand perfect circle it’s a cookie house

(verse 1)
auntie, like, where the h*ll you get that wrist from switch on the glock they like, where you get that gl!ck from
they want to f*ck my b*tch like big punt
broke boy riding with an ounce and a pound bag n*gga i don’t smoke no d*mn mid, this that za‘ pack pulled up so d*mn fresh they like where your stylist at
i can’t trust my mama, cause i think that she might set me up
i can’t trust my brother because i think that he might set me up
jealousy, that’s why the good die
he won’t take sh*t from n0body he a good guy been the corner, jump out on the stain, that was good times
all them d*mn war stories, boy telling good lies auntie like where that last batch, that’s the good kind
b*tch talking bout i’m the only one, she telling good
lies
drop a b*tch off in that four*oh, sport plus
you ain’t spend no money on this hit then shut the f*ck up
(hook)
they like neph leave that street sh*t alone
b*tch i got good l!cks and three different phones talking all that whaaa, get gone
n*gga nervous he don’t know what type of time i’m on
at the window hand in hand i get them hammers gone
get a 31 gone no matter what kind of phone
i done ran up 12,000 on obama phone
i got different b*tches on my d*ck and hearing cold yeah i told her, you ain’t grinding, b*tch, get out
you ain’t at the round table b*tch you gotta sit out she like neph my mama right here don’t pull them pills out
i’m like, girl, your auntie right there i got these deals out
where stewart and cars here, it’s a p*ssy house they look like backpack boys yeah cookie house
but it ain’t no weed in this b*tch, it’s a cookie house 31 grand perfect circle it’s a cookie house

- rxknephew lyrics

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