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rxknephew - free the wave lyrics

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[intro: dj smokey]
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[verse: rxknephew, bamboon and dj smokey]
b+tch, get off my phone, ain’t got sh+t for you
she like, “neph, i love you cause i did what i did for you” (neph crockett!)
she like, “you brand new like i ain’t did sh+t for you”
all these n+ggas my sons, i come through with kids for you (this is not a drill!)
n+gga like, “d+mn, neph made it,” i’m your b+tch favorite
neph talk that trap sh+t, throw him in the playlist
car’s not basic, talk, get your face hit
blue+tip hollows out the glock, get your face lift (holy sh+t!)
yeah, i ain’t argue with these n+ggas
goin’ back and forth, i ain’t talkin’ with you n+ggas
these n+ggas be groupies all in the group chat
you n+ggas confuse me, which one of y’all gangstas? (d+mn, rxk!)
causе y’all really get confusin’, hit the gas and losе ’em
i don’t wanna meet your b+tch, n+gga, you a loser
on my way to atlanta, n+gga, high, control cruisin’
i’m bumpin’ that max, she like, “neph, play your new sh+t” (free max b! what the f+ck?)
these n+ggas try compete with me, i left ’em in last place
i never lost a fight, i’m ali on my last case
n+gga snitched and f+cked around, left me with a bad day
take the whole family out to eat for some crab legs (godd+mn, neph, talk to ’em!)
i ain’t never play no ball, but i be crossin’ over
break a broke+ass n+gga ankles, and watch me do it sober
go and eat the d+ck, lil’ b+tch, then why you call me over?
she want me post her up on the gram, she tryna get exposure (nuke radio!)
every day is like new year’s, but it’s the same n+gga
whole different n+gga dressin’ like the same n+gga
same glock, same scale, twelve 12s wit’ em
‘sace on my back, uncle elroy in ’em
message to the opps: get off the d+ck
he at a standstill with his pack, can’t [?] sh+t (this is it!)
ain’t no l!cks call my phone, i’mma call the l!ck
every year and every year after that, we ball again (nuke!)
ask your b+tch, “neph, you way too clean on ’em”
grippin’ the [?] wheel, the glock with the beam on it
i sample the dope, i bet the whole hood fiend for it
i serve everybody and stood up on g&g for it
(nuke radio!)



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