Who Am I

Lyrics
[Intro: DJ Smokey & RXK NEPHEW] Holy shit, this some hot garbage (Yeah) But I can't stop listening (Yeah) Legalize nuclear bombs Nuke radio [Chorus: RXK NEPHEW] Yeah, two tone Glock when he walked in (Walked in) Nigga stalkin this bitch can't call in (Can't call in) When I walk in the trap like God in here (God in here) Pocket look like Wave Rod in it (In it) Unc got them percs me and bra outside ('Side) Fuck we look like lettin' consignment slide (Yeah) We gon' buy the whole script with the perc 5's (Nuke) Wе them boys, front you a pack, put you on your feet (On your feet) Nigga fresh as shit, but he still dirtiеr than Dirty D (For real) Nigga blew it, puttin' that shit on, coulda bought 30 P's (30 P's) Broke bitch, arguin' with herself, she think he hurtin' me? (Yuh) [Verse 1: RXK NEPHEW] Drug rich for real, drop it on the scale, baby (Scale, baby) I can't give yo ass the blueprint, help you with yo' plan, baby (Yo' plan, baby) One ear out the other, they don't wanna hear 'bout it Breaking the bag with what, who, bitch, you wasn't here bout it Tell your ass how hard it get (Yeah) Make that shit look easy, when the sleaze was a starter kit Sometimes, I be drunk out my mind it's hard to park the whip (Park the whip) My Glock be beatin' like a ratchet bald head thot bitch (Do you love me keke?) That nigga broke as shit at the trap window shopping ain't cop shit (Ain't but nothin') Houdini with that shit 30 days, nigga watch this (30 of 'em) My dog foo be jumpin' out the cut like it's lil Tim (Yeah) These some brolic ass 20s these ain't no lil 10s (Yeah, yeah) [Interlude: DJ Smokey] Nuke radio, we make your eardrums bleed [Verse 2: RX PAPI & RXK NEPHEW] Yeah, yeah Grams on the floor Auntie knockin' back to back she beatin' in the door I just sent my youngin' off, to the corner store Told him get some bags, and more baking soda The pot quakin' over, turn the water down Unc at the side window, he placed his order now I talk that dope shit that other shit sound watered down I got some niggas that'll slide across the border 'bout me Dope boy Audi, Amiri's 4 thousand I got the hoes wilin, hellcat horsepower These niggas said i'm crazy, they say i'm out my mind Switch on the back of the glick, try to run but he outta time I ain't sign no dotted line, these niggas outta line I pop a lotta percs, I pour the tris get out my mind Big ass Glock by my body, I morph that out my body The stick knock you out your body Niggas got guns never shot nobody (Yeah) [Chorus: RXK NEPHEW] Two tone Glock when he walked in (Walked in) Nigga stalkin this bitch can't call in (Can't call in) When I walk in the trap like God in here Pocket look like Wave Rod in it Unc got them percs me 'n bra outside ('Side) Fuck we look like lettin' consignment slide (Yeah) We gon' buy the whole script with the perc 5's We them boys, front you a pack, put you on your feet (On your feet) Nigga fresh as shit, but he still dirtier than Dirty D Nigga blew it, puttin' that shit on, coulda bought 30 P's (30 P's) Broke bitch, arguin' with herself, she think he hurtin' me?
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Credits
- Writers
- Rx Papi
- RXKNephew
- DJ Smokey
- Soudiere
- Max2k10