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rx papi - dark days freestyle lyrics

[intro]
could ask anybody they gon tell you i’m_this really that

[verse 1]
bounce out the car he took flight
you’ll think that he ran track
he was aiming for his face
he made us put em in his back
we leave the gram for the b_tches
we don’t do the tip for tap
we just put that hot sh_t on n_ggas
you can’t get them back
n_ggas hanging out on corners
they gon die on
a drill beat the only thing
them little n_ggas slide on
g23 with a b_tton ion care
if it’s five of them they jump
in the wheel i’m tryna k!ll
told brodie following them
they don’t see me i’m too sneaky
i be creeping look like halo man
ya big homie got his gun took
this the n_gga that y’all following?
she don’t suck d_ck she getting
kicked i ain’t with all the childish sh_t
push a b_tton let it glide i ain’t even
gotta drive this b_tch 2024 push b_tton
doors i’m in some stylist sh_t
[bridge]
tell her friends i’m that n_gga
it’s a k!ller who she riding with
funeral and wakes we put the
oops through all kinds of sh_t
we gon shoot try to knock you out ya boots

[verse 2]
f_ck all the hollering
the way little bro shoot
you’ll think he tryna get a scholarship
flame ya whole block broadway
they say we wild as sh_t
papi really that them n_ggas
popped they really ass
drop my name in a diss
hoping they will get a mention
hit ya block with a switch
we turned n_ggas into victims
b_tch ass so fat every time she walk
look like she twitching
little bro will dump it
and then reload it that
little n_gga go to glitching
we was taught to get on close
we don’t be shooting from a distance
we stand over n_ggas personally
make sure them n_ggas feel it
i ain’t the type to go diss for diss n_gga i’ll k!ll you
you had a run when we was young
but that sh_t dead you n_ggas finished
i really pop out with a b_tton
and 30k like f_ck the gimmick
shiesty on they know it’s me
cause i ain’t tuck the pendant
[bridge]
we call brody trampoline
he catch a opp and he gon flip him
long nose g17 this b_tch like scotty pippen
she see papi scratching itching
tell her friend “like papi tripping”

[verse 3]
i got bucks sl_ts shut the f_ck up and mind ya business
i’m a product of the trenches
aim at ya noggin and we split it
if ain’t no profit i ain’t with it
i need money dollars digits
johnny impala sliding tinted
soon as we spot him hop out get him
he tried to run and went went to tripping
soon as he stumbled brody fl!cked him
he got stood over he was finished
we pull off sliding laughing giggle
they know we wild they know we vicious
we treat the johnny like a stick shift
who gon say that i ain’t that?
i put that bag on your head and that’s a wrap
i had that bag way before i ever thought about a rap
i’m known for jumping out robbing sliding
audis back to back and when you see me
on that corner you know papi got that sack
i’m the heroin man around my way
i serve the smack i leave most them
n_ggas sick cause i put d_ck up in they b_tch
i bounce out fresh as f_ck two hundred thousand
for my kick i got dog i got pit but i’m tryna go legit
he signed a deal for sixty thousand sh_t i drop
that on my wrist he went and brought a 36
i would’ve got that for my b_tch
when we shoot we don’t miss all net it sound like (kush kush kush) we gon empty out the clip before we jump
back in the whip they rap about made up shootings that sh_t don’t even exist
[bridge]
drop diss after diss and they still ain’t did sh_t
drop addy’s to every show but them n_ggas never slid
bro say why i’m still into beef when i’m starting to get big i could be 20 million up that ain’t gon change the way i live

[verse 4]
they started smoke they gotta go them n_ggas know
just what they did we got the drop by three o’clock
we came through shooting up the crib stick in a knot
it make it hard for me try to tuck in it
he did some floss sh_t one time i never f_cked with him again he dropped at the bus stop they’ll never catch the bus again twenty thousand in amiris it’s a light day i bust on her lip then i dip i wish i might stay it’s one in the head in her bed i wish she might play i get to that pot throw on that glove i feel like mic j i done seen and did a lot of sh_t i can’t not say little brody shoot tryna execute get you out my way you brought a deuce and tried to bring it back? f_ck out my face you’ll think the gang do graffiti cause we all spray sh_t was never easy me and brody came from hard days they caught him with his b_tch and let it fl!ck then made him part ways a whole month straight we gave the oops a bunch of dark days

[outro]
n_ggas can’t f_ck with me dawg like worda bro

- rx papi

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