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lirik lagu 1000mph – rxknephew

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[intro]
don’t mix crack with the [?]
yeah (uh, uh), uh, yeah (yeah)
uh (yeah), uh (yeah)

[verse]
yeah, hol’ on, let me catch it
he front that work and said, “what? that n*gga [?]”
b*tch, you could read about my crack somewhere on reddit
rxk (rxk), b*tch, tell the opps i said it
he don’t go outside ’cause he scared of the streets
his stomach growlin’, he can’t eat
he can’t help his sister or help his mother
only n*gga he look up to is lil’ brother
[?], k!ll n0body
hoop by myself, not with n0body
glock white his ass like kalahari
pardon me, don’t got time, i’m sorry
[?]
back the f*ck up, i don’t take it kindly
this got nothin’ to do with covid
just ’cause i got it, don’t gotta show it
[?]
gotta spend the money while i’m still alive
y’all dyin’ and livin’, livin’ and dyin’
clout chasin’, losin’ all my opps
this real testament, [?]
[?]
n*gga got outta jail doin’ uber rides
pull up with doordash lookin’ dumb
[?] since you was young
i hate my opps with a f*ckin’ passion
fake k!llers movin’ like fruitpassion
stretch all you n*ggas like elastic
not in my lane or in my bracket
we ain’t cool like that so i’ma tax you
delete you on the ‘gram, i ain’t even add you
all these gangster n*ggas [?] my ‘gram
they eatin’ d*ck, arguin’ with fans
have a n*gga from australia bust yo’ head
cut yo’ food stamps off, now you mad
shut up, you beef patty eatin’ boy
all you had today was a bag of doritos
your b*tch bought you an eight of za
i know you healthy from all that walkin’
they like, “neph, why you diss me on your album?”
b*tch, i’ma diss you at the bet awards
and the mtv awards
i’ll diss you even if they gave me an oscar
i hardly doubt i’ll get an oscar
these n*ggas actin’ and tiktokin’
you like 32, sit down, boy, stop it
why yo’ shoulders and knees pop lockin’?
tiktok not payin’ your f*ckin’ bills
it’s like the barbershop put him on a block list
they like, “neph, you talkin’ sh*t”
beyoncé breath, i’ll talk my sh*t
kurt cobain, where the f*ck my [?]?
this beat hit harder than a b*tch
they like, “neph, you should start doin’ hooks”
then i [?] and do a hook
money rag on my face, don’t look
he not in the trap and he don’t cook
crack [?] size of a phone book
[?]

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