rxk nephew – geneva lyrics
i’m on the grind, back up
lil b+tch wanna f+ck then act up
homie don’t wanna get money
they hatin then sayin they love me
that b+tch think ima dummie
b+tch f+ck for free, don’t want no money
big neph tryna run up a million
b+tch neck worth a million
walk in that b+tch and hurt they feelin’s
they sayin’ sh+t, they don’t mean it
talk bout’ grind but i never seen it
real demons, real creatures
these n+ggas be leeches
these hoes be leeches
kool+aid frames, i do not see em’
you sit on yo ass i do not wanna be him
grind i got, impeccable
f+ck on that b+tch on the sectional
ain’t hittin no l!cks, i ain’t textin’ ya
my girlfriеnd like robbin’ n+ggas
my girlfriend gon’ sell p+ssy
my girlfriеnd can cook crack
my girlfriend like shootin’ glocks
p+ssy fat, look like two glocks
yuh
i put on for this
pull up on my don sh+t
f+ck a car loan
that b+tch got on the block list
neph pop ya sh+t
think you playin me? not this
i bet she want the d+ck
f+cked her friend she wanted the d+ck
i wanted the money, didn’t wanna hit
girl, daddy need a l!ck
where the henny? daddy need a sip
broke ass n+gga, they need a fix
tellin’ ass n+gga move like tip
makaveli glock, above the rim
above the rim – can’t come in with it, i snuck it in
don’t bother him, you ain’t got no money
b+tches on me like black bed bundy
b+tch wake up late, better have somn’ for me
walk in the trap like i been here before
these n+ggas talk like they k!lled before
they ain’t neva hit a drill before
uh+uh
backwoods hustlin’ ass b+tch
unk wasn’t trappin ass n+gga
not into fashion lil n+gga
you don’t know? then don’t ask it lil n+gga
hold on, lemme dump the ashes lil n+gga
young ol’ dirty b+st+rd lil n+gga
i’m fresher than a d+mn pastor n+gga
they said that they love me, what happened to that?
i’m the real drugrixh don’t ask me that
these b+tches be triflin’ they ass be fat
rxk might tat my back
on the bean, exotic taste
they ain’t in it they really lying bout that
rxk – i’m dying by that
+onomatopoeia+ i’m slidin’ with that
nevermind, you ain’t got it right
b+tch don’t love me, she just want the white
pull up like d+bo on his bike
gl!ck on my hip, like i can’t fight
bend the corner, tokyo drift
backwoods 3.5, b+tch
who told you that? they lied to you
who? the f+ck gon’ die for you
rxk + rxk
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