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team player - rxnel lyrics

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(verse 1)

riding with the jumeaux ain’t no equal in this rap sh*t

nina and desi riding with us them b*tches’ ratchet

we ain’t keeping count but them numbers hitting backflips

in the field, ima run it, lamar jackson

something bout that struggle made me savage

call us drug dealers but then they supply the sh*t we trapping

could’ve been a lawyer but she’s popping for the cameras

from the block, to the building’s, we made it happen

paranoid got the 40 on me

ain’t no description, air it out on anybody

(let it go)
stop capping with the play homey cause if its hitting

ima sharе that sh*t with everybody

(let ‘еm know)

(hook)

got a genie in a bottle ima take it to the head

told her i can’t settle down cause i’m working on my self

tryna make it through the day all these problems in my head

hold it down when i’m down

(verse 2)

don’t do no 2 doors only big bodies

cause every where i go i gotta keep the clique around me
and lord knows these thirsty women only bring problems

if you ain’t tryna help me build, then it ain’t nothing for ya

if you ain’t helping with the bill, then i can’t afford ya

i only pick up if its business

is you tryna order

gorilla gang, we them melanated kings, f*ck you mean

this that sound of that money, look b*tch you can’t ignore it

aye… ain’t no equal in this rap sh*t

gotta keep the eagle incase them egos get to clashing

sliding with the jumeaux, twin glocks made him back flip

in the field, ima run it, lamar jackson

(hook)
got a genie in a bottle ima take it to the head

told her i can’t settle down cause i’m working on my self

tryna make it through the day all these problems in my head

hold it down when i’m down

(natyah will verse)

this the age full of rage n*ggas breaking out the cage

murdered on front page now u got the stage

actin as n*ggas can’t even stick to the play

they tryna rush spot like lamar i gotta shake

bait a n*gga made him slip and washed him like the rain

thunder on that p*ssy make his mama feel the pain

this sh*t is getting sicken cuz they tryna k!ll the race

see these n*ggas switching they type gone always hate

i got a youth to raise and i’ma teaching protection

eliminating all that hate they sending my direction

this be the end all that fake is intercepted

n*ggas rushing past losing they sense of direction

(bridge)
trapped the genie in the bottle i ain’t got no time for tricks

always seem to lose myself when i wish to take a sip

truth is just hard to swallow when u sipping on that gin

they gone play with you will

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