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rx papi - free me lyrics

(intro)
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(verse)
all i know is work the stove
all i know is punch the bowl
auntie beating down the door
all i know is f+ck a hoe
i only came here for the money
bust a slab then hit the road
gotta dope in a school zone
papi got a pool on
he was broke i pull a fool on
auntie love me i can’t do wrong
about that money put that tool on you
my b+tch line you yeah we move on you
scotches gave me two on you
i’m my brother keeper pay attention
don’t play with n+ggas play with b+tches
papi like too play with pistols
might pull up in that (?)
i jump out that b+tch hrr hrr
they b+tch say pap hood as f+ck
that p+ssy just not good enough
don’t that would’ve should’ve could’ve stuff
i pull up truck still in thе front
i roll a passion in my blunt
two slacks now i started with one
five morе minutes i’ll be done
i’m trying to beat the morning rush
when brody died i wanted to quit
kept dropping started going up
the oops don’t post addys to they shows
them b+tches know i’m pulling up
put money on ya shut you up
that b+tch too bad she’ll set you up
super soaker wet you up
you need to i’ll chef it up
margie’s like i stepped in mud
chain water i fell in the tub
80k proper i’m fresh then a f+ck
she don’t know my name but she gon let me f+ck
bro get to slide that door back (bah bah bah)
micro drac with the monkey nuts
when the glock in your face now you not tough
put a n+gga in the hole like shia labeouf
kick in the door then we tying him up
i put that sh+t on she say i’m fine as f+ck
shut the f+ck b+tch you just tryna f+ck
she like where you going b+tch i’m going to get the bucks
run to the money i’m going to pick it up
amiri’s jeans on and i’m wearing them like levi’s
dior be 22 rock them like fila’s
real deal locsta chill in the beehive
cartier cover up both of my eyes
i jump out the with a switch
a n+gga get hit (?) he zip
chase a n+gga down on his ass jumping the fence
if i catch him in traffic get hit in the whip
hit the corner get missing like papi you tripping
i’m finna get millions but still doing missions
he in his feelings his b+tch in my kitchen
first night i met the ho she let me hit it
i’m big belly fred all my oops dead
if not they fled don’t talk to feds
i take money out the bank just to go on your head
when i get in that mode all i’m seeing is red
cod with the glock i got a k!ll streak
keep popping that sh+t everyday know they feeling me
beat it from the back she like you k!lling me
b+tch if you ain’t dead yet you finna be
i put that sh+t on they calling my phone
all day long won’t leave me alone
serve auntie a slack when i seen her at auto zone
when you get in my car don’t be using no camera phones
walk in that b+tch like sylvester stallone
two tone glock i’m the real tuff tone
tweaking on tuesday with too turnt thotties
back out the chop and then get on your body
no i don’t get st+rdy b+tch i do burglaries
i really rob sh+t i’m on that dog sh+t
i don’t give a f+ck about nun they talking
i’m a real master n+gga i don’t f+ck with bosses
n5 beam no this not the audi
i’m going in a blink b+tch you never saw me
she texted my phone like you called me
i don’t really pick up unless it’s my daughter
baby z with ya sh+t balencia her kicks
everyday she wake up she get fresh as a b+tch
she facetime me just to show me the sh+t
i said pop it little baby you doing ya sh+t
her momma be mad i don’t give her no cash
b+tch get off your ass go get some money
baby z call me like what you got for me
i don’t give her no story i give her some money
my momma proud my grandma proud
i used to wear bk hammy down
oops hated then can’t stand me now
i’ll jump out that car and walk you down
i’m back in that mode stood on that business
might sleep good when it’s finally finished
brody see they just passed
i walked in parole with thirty thousand cash
every chance i get imma show my ass
i know my daddy kinda proud
my mom said i got my daddy style
look like her with my daddy smile
my daughter really like my twin
b+tch that’s my brother and my man
i jump out that car and i go form
i don’t wanna know what happened i know i’m throwing
i get deep off in my feelings release sold herion out the building
gram by gram i had to build it grandma don’t know civilians
she don’t know that her friend a junkie her girlfriend bring me all her money
i remember just like yesterday well i was cleaning on a sunday
i left a plate under the couch she found the plate and throw it out
i d+mn near lost my f+cking mind that’s all i had b+tch every dime
i can’t be mad b+tch that’s my grandma i call bro told him front me
he said i laid it down but b+tch “i’ll k!ll you if you run with my money”
i told him stop with all yo sh+t i go to chopping up a slit i serve you top side grits i serve you on my side hit i’m still a dirty little n+gga
i just get fresh as f+ck everyday i’ll still serve yo ass and rob you i guess i’m just stuck in my ways goowop told me use waves i don’t really like that app like that i can’t really tell you sh+t about me
cause ion really like to chat like that i served smack on the east
i served crack with b.g. long live cuz i will tweak with that pistol
like the seek where that yak i wanna drink long live them boys
that’s all i think she want me to f+ck her by the sink
i just woke up from a f+cked dream i took a pill i’m tryna chill
she tryna tell me how she feel look like i’m listening but ion hear her
put that sh+t on and look in the mirror top vlone bottom amiri beam on the glock hit you in your veneers car go (rrr)
switching the gears plus sports mode i’m outta here
(outro)
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