dirty bird & rxk nephew - sada tae lyrics
[rxk nephew]
close yo eyes and see what i see
all my money what it better be!
glock in my pocket like psp
glock hit his ass make him dance to the beat
can i tell you secrets for you to keep?
where’s my money? this not meet & greet
just hit the work bon appétit
baby girl said that her ass ain’t cheap
don’t bring up sh_t that i did last week
im the real deal real real real dirty deep
walkin in this b_tch pardon me
drinkin’ this henny my mind spinnin’
keep on hatin’ ion mind winning
pop that trunk got pounds in it
look like popeye off of the spinach
all of these beans, needa see a dentist
whatchu talkin’ bout ? repeat it
i said one time not repeating
pop out like a red light demon
these n_ggas livin off bedtime stories
momma i’m strapped – momma dont worry
none of my opps is really gon’ harm me
rxk, one man army
walk in that b_tch look like tuff tony
baby girl told me to chill
who wants to make a deal?
f_ck you ! lil n_gga how you feel
im off an e i don’t pop seal
get on the drum feel like mike will
at the trap sellin plates of chicken
aunt like “nephew play somn different!”
my glock 9 and the opp will start kissin’
they like “oohh neph you get groovy!”
b_tch d_mn right ain’t watchin no movie!
hit the pot with the left and get to it
treat the coke like rihanna and blew it
black and blue it, elbow and bruise it
slither man this that slither music
it ain’t come back? put yo wrist into it!
put yo arm into it, put yo hip into it!
(?) thought a n_gga had a glitch
walk in that b_tch like lilo & stitch
i ain’t goin less i got my gl!ck!
can’t find me? i don’t wanna be found
rxk rob him for a pound
b_tch n_gga get his door kicked down
_onomatopoeia_ x4
hit him with a spin look like mike jackson!
b_tch lookin’ at me like i’m michael blackson
lol_woah – why the f_ck are you laughin?
ain’t sh_t funny
i laugh to the trap and ain’t sh_t funny
b_tch don’t touch me
corona virus real b_tch dont touch me!
walk in with my shades on, leather jacket on
i look like bladee but without that dumbass fade
glock hit yo head give you a dumbass fade
feel like al pac on the beat
my spanish b_tch got no socks in the street
i will stab a b_tch, you not boxin’ me
i will shoot a n_gga he not boxin’ me
lynch a n_gga leave him hangin’ from a tree
best friend hatin’ that’s just how it be
that n_gga sick, get him some tea
b_tch sniffin’ coke tryna drink tea
b_tch that ain’t gon help with yo sinus
glock 9 hit em make him dutty wine
stuck in the trap what the f_ck on my mind
so i tell all my guys i take a dime
slither family! we ain’t slime!
outta nowhere i jump out the sky
don’t believe him or his lies
i look like boosie on the first day out
im pullin’ off, they pull me over
the breathalyzer prove i’m not sober
alcohol level way over
unc ran up his tab he way over!
get the f_ck out the trap can’t stay over
ima eat her food but not stay over
make an extra plate b_tch i got my dog
pull up on a bike like saw
dontchu you go and talk hot on my call
i ain’t talkin’ at all!
i break a b_tch jaw!
(?) keep coming back for that raw
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