Back From the Dead

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RXKNephew - Rap, Intro

Back From the Dead

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[Intro] Yeah Yeah, yeah RXK Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse] Fuck up out my face, bitch, I sold a lot of dope Can't you see my fit, bitch? I fuck a lot of hoes That's a two bedroom but it got a lot of stoves Uncle 'gon stay off in this bitch, I hear he ain't got a home Bitch, you smell what's in my blood? This shit here super strong Got it jumpin' in this bitch, look like the Super Bowl Gave that bitch two twenties and told her do her toes Cookie made a perfect circle, bitch put the coolant on it Yeah, yeah, bitch on the bowl Thirty-one on the stove Not one lazy bonе Don't spend, go home Two bands, offa O My wrist, it broke Hit a lick, go ghost Need mе a beam when I jump on the road Unc like, "I need you, where did you go?" Stole from the 80, I been here before Pardon me, baby, I'm beatin' the bowl Pray to the fork and I preach to the stove Bitch keep callin', she need me home "Neph slow down, why you speedin' with dope?" Not on a leash, got the key to the door Yeah, fuck out my face, bitch Every time they say my name, I hope they taste it Every time they in my face they not gon' say shit Bitch, I'm not askin' for nothing, just gon' take shit Yeah, hope my high do not come down tonight [?], baby, sorry I can't lay down tonight I got too much shit that's on my mind, I can't sit down tonight Boy, girl, sister, brother, cousin, got all kind of types Bring the narc here, make sure Unc bring his ass back I ain't tryna here how he died on a bad back My dawgs don't be on Instagram, they sell mad crack Put that Neph on in the trap, "He talk mad facts" Board on the door, hand to hand, back to back to back Kick some, take some, here, nigga, imagine that [?], back to the trap Right pocket like 401k, left pocket like taxes check Why the hell you try to sell me that? Boy, put that away Boy, I got good eyeballs, can see it with my face Fuck around and pay the whole price, fuck the cheap way Uncle always got eight dollars, he some cheapskate [Outro] You know I'm with Avon, right? Stringer Bell... Can we talk? Hell no! I need you to walk up there and pack up your people I'm being a gentleman about it for the moment

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  • RXKNephew