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smokingskul & rx papi - rich dork كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
boy, f_ck you, n_gga
taah

[chorus: smokingskul]
d_mn, asking for sh_t, we gon’ cut off your hand
i smoke blacks like the klan
i got a glock, you got a pan
sippin’ on dirty, b_tch, i’m sippin’ on dan
he saw the .30 and that f_ck n_gga ran
you is not that guy, you is not that man
i [?]
these n_ggas don’t show up like carti for onyx
i was reading these n_ggas cards before phonics
i do not knuckle up with my opps, i assault them
d_mn, all i wear is (n)ine, b_tch, i’m in third grade
what? drum on the stick, red and green beam like this sh_t a christmas parade
[verse: smokingskul]
what? lil’ n_gga got jugged, hooray
turn you to a meme like you v.rxyyy
we gon’ leave that boy head on the freeway
n_ggas only be foolish, the e_way
what? you don’t have my support, i’m not d_wade
what? and these n_ggas don’t have my support
f_ck the judge, f_ck thе court
how you street and report?
gucci shades, i’m a rich dork (boy, f_ck you, n_gga)

[chorus: smokingskul]
d_mn, asking for sh_t, we gon’ cut off your hand
i smokе blacks like the klan
i got a glock, you got a pan
sippin’ on dirty, b_tch, i’m sippin’ on dan
he saw the .30 and that f_ck n_gga ran
you is not that guy, you is not that man
i [?]
these n_ggas don’t show up like carti for onyx
i was reading these n_ggas cards before phonics
i do not knuckle up with my opps, i assault them
d_mn, all i wear is (n)ine, b_tch, i’m in third grade
what? drum on the stick, red and green beam like this sh_t a christmas parade

[verse: rx papi]
hundred round drum, i could shoot for days
the glock give a b_tch a voosie fade
these cartier’s, not gucci frames
so icey like gucci mane
get too close, they shoot your brain
one fl!ck of the switch, you’ll lose your brain
big body car, swerve through the lane
before a rap deal, the jewelry came
i’m not talkin’ ’bout this chain on my neck
in the courtroom, that’s where the jewelry came
these n_ggas like to play dirty games
get locked up and say thirty names
i’m high, i’m swerving in and out of lanes
in this game, n_gga, you gotta know your lane
i gotta pop pain pills to stay sane
i don’t f_ck with these n_ggas, they ain’t like me
my car is gas but i smoke hybrid
wrists in the bowl, pap’ wildin’
ap off a brick of fetti
walk in this b_tch like tino andretti
auntie get high, think she s_xy
think she my b_tch the way she text me (f_ck you, n_gga)
[chorus: smokingskul]
d_mn, asking for sh_t, we gon’ cut off your hand
i smoke blacks like the klan
i got a glock, you got a pan
sippin’ on dirty, b_tch, i’m sippin’ on dan
he saw the .30 and that f_ck n_gga ran
you is not that guy, you is not that man
i [?]
these n_ggas don’t show up like carti for onyx
i was reading these n_ggas cards before phonics
i do not knuckle up with my opps, i assault them
d_mn, all i wear is (n)ine, b_tch, i’m in third grade
what? drum on the stick, red and green beam like this sh_t a christmas parade

- smokingskul rx papi

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