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lirik lagu only fans – rxknephew

[intro]
yuh!
ay!
yuh!
yuh!
rxk!
babygirl said i don’t know how to act
forreal forreal
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[verse 1]
babygirl said i don’t know how to act
she thinkin’ i give a f*ck cause she bad
walk right out of her life like her dad
she like “n*ggas always doin that!”
b*tch don’t blame me for your past
4 o’ thing, this is not a jet
beat up the pot till it’s blue and black
i look like unk at the plaza doin tricks
rings on my fists look like, lil kim
double back, do that sh*t again
rxk! born to win
stomp a b*tch face out with my timbs
jump out my sleep, i’m servin them skimps
work taste like baked barbecue ribs
you ain’t gettin no eighth, you ain’t gettin no zip
drinkin this henny, this sh*t ain’t gone end
like pac on juice, might k!ll my friend
this glock could hit a toe on yo chin
i won’t go out like bin laden did
i won’t go out like 2pac, auntie dead
imma walk in that b*tch like f*ck the troops
they say i’m out of my body, i be really coolin
look down to my fists like a ?
slitherman sell more p*ssy than sauce walka
two white b*tches with me like sauce walka
squabble the stove like sauce walka
get mad at the pot, it don’t want no problems
i was raised by the kitchen ain’t have no father
i told the 4th “you all that i got”
walk in that b*tch i’m way too clean
on the 3rd, big neph with the fiends
auntie overdosing, don’t cause no scene
imma walk in that b*tch like rxk!
zip, frrah frrah frrah! broad day
treat a b*tch face like a trampoline
i don’t feel completed if i ain’t got my bean
braids on my neck, stay poppin these beans
i’ll outdo my grandma when i pop beans
i’ll outdo my grandma, keep the trap clean
i look like fredo santana with lean
imma have more baby mamas than peter gunz
imma pay my child support by sellin drugs
i pick up on child support, like “what you want?”
i hate child support but love donald trump
imma stand on anything that i say
i really think all joe biden votes was fake
where the f*ck the rest of my stimulus at?
where the f*ck my 1400 at?
b*tch i went thru a pandemic for that
they tried to stick some sh*t up my nose for that
they payin inmates to take the vaccine
they doin that sh*t for soups and cheese
b*tch eat the d*ck for a bacon egg n’ cheese
b*tch on section 8 complainin bout her rent
big neph buyin all the foodstamps
trap house look like a bootcamp
told that b*tch “keep your two cents”
i look in the mirror like “who is this?”
i look in the mirror like “who is that man?”
punch a b*tch in they sh*t with gold on my hand
pop yo sh*t like a stolen van
this n*gga look up to freddy krueger, he was a rapist
my mama neglected me like i was jason
she said “anything you want, go and take it”
they was callin cps bout 100 times
unk not knowin i did 100 lines
[verse 2 * who is bill russell]
i got that stick with me * b*tch don’t play with me
glock gon stay with me – lately they hatin’ me
do what i want and that’s why they mad
hardly ever i get out my bag
i don’t wanna talk bout none of that bull
wanna be down, he wanna be cool
i’m tommy pickles with the tool
gl!ck in yo face, play it cool
my momma was tellin me “don’t catch a felony”
they tried to dead me, they tried to bury me
made up story like hook sandy
gl!ck on my hip and it comin’ in handy
b*tch got box braids like brandy
b*tch my kool*aid, frame look like candy
b*tch you too aggressive, you actin manly
get the f*ck out my yard i’m the trap house stanley
the haters keep gossipin – glock in my boxers
no i’m not boxin him – shoot the sh*t outta him
why do they bother him? – they ain’t have no father nem’
pull up to the trap it look like it’s gotham
dumb b*tch wanna argue all day
off 8 beans like i’m throwin raves
pull up like you ordered me – auntie keep callin’ me
lil b*tch got henny on her ovaries
yuh
up the glock *pew pew*
tre eight size of a shih tzu
backyard squabble rest in peace kimbo
hot as a f*ck, fresh as f*ck with timbo’s
clip on the glock b*tch long as limo
i don’t want a dutch ima roll this fronto
(brrrrrrr) neph in the street like a pothole
i’m hungry all i had was nachos
pull up to your trap like you ordered me
it can’t be like this, not how it’s s‘posed to be
i’m beefin with everybody who close to me
grandma said angels watchin over me
this a cuban not a rosary
bein nosy? get hit!
we pullin wild cash with hit sticks
walk in the trap look like a poltergeist
he know he gon’ die cause his life ain’t right
the opps mad cause they ain’t right
weave, duck, hit em with a right
rxk! new iron mike
walk in that b*tch like iron mike
thick ass b*tch that’s the kind i like
you don’t wanna die tonight – over your pride tonight
load up the gl!ck – b*tch we gon slide tonight
i got fifties, i got twenties
b*tch wan get lit and do lines tonight
i’m really tryna get used to the limelight
wanna see m’s for the dotted line
i’m not interested in dotted lines
drac make ya head look like a dotted line
i don’t have an interest – more swag than pinterest
trap planet fitness – put me in guinness
they said im a menace – i ran with the sentence
they say i’m corrupted they say im relentless
poppin these beans, need to go see a dentist
pointin that stick like a muhf*ckin wizard
only got food stamp we gon go eat some gizzard’s
i’ma trap out a blizzard in the trap for the winter
ima f*ck up my liver – ima be own k!lla
if you reach for my chain ima k!ll that n*gga
loudest n*gga in the room, can’t hear that n*gga
if you know the rock, i’m like ten of them n*ggas
*onomatopoeia* hit ten of them n*ggas
*pew pew pew* hit four of them n*ggas
uh*uh, ion know them n*ggas
walk in with gats on my shoulders n*gga
yuh!
ay!
rxk!
rxk!
kkk!
yuh yuh yuh yuh

- rxknephew

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