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rxknephew - wall street cars lyrics

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that b+tch talkin’ ’bout how she miss me
i don’t try to fit in ’cause it don’t fit me
keep a gl!ck on me case it get swifty
price dropped down, n+gga, get with me
glock hit a n+gga vlone
i’ll take a trip, get the p’s gone
these n+ggas move like deadass peons
drive with my knees while i’m drinkin’ on henny
drinkin’ and drivin’, not givin’ a f+ck
all the way from the g, i’ll tie a b+tch up
all i had was a whopper, i’m hungry as f+ck
we ain’t’ gettin’ no telly, we’ll sleep in the v
they kicked the trap, i’ma trap out the v
b+tch got dressed up just to get in the v
all type of narcotics in the v
don’t play with this, b+tch, we playin’ for keeps
stick to the script, stay away from n+ggas
this glock horseplay with n+ggas
real life savage like fredo, n+gga
feed a b+tch fried potato, n+gga
real drugrixh, f+ck them n+ggas
rxk, f+ck them n+ggas
back out the hawk, cut a n+gga
stab a n+gga, hawk a n+gga
don’t talk to me ‘less you buyin’ somethin’
they get in they feelings and lyin’ on me
i told you before, you could die over pride
all type of sh+t when you look in my eyes
auntie start cleanin’ every time she get high
two time felon, i ride with the nine
slap the f+ck out a b+tch ’bout mine
this is not a date or wine and dine
shoot the b+tch up, i ain’t got no time
don’t talk to me, b+tch, ’bout irrelevant sh+t
walk in that b+tch with eleven of ’em
how many dubs you want? i got seven of ’em
all type of white on me, i am not prejudiced
auntie like “neph, is you runnin’ for president?”
f+ck from ’round here, we ain’t got no ketamine
up your price, then we deadin’ ’em
i’m in the booth, stop textin’ my phone
ain’t drinkin’ corona, some sh+t make me p+ss
i will ufc a brick
auntie in the backyard gettin’ lit
bought her some chicken, she ate on d+ck
more rings on one hand than sl!ck rick
look like eric b in that classic pic
look like flava flav f+ckin’ on hoops
ugly n+gga with a bad b+tch like hoops
good with the glock, i don’t know how to hoop
glock look like shaq out the roof
look like shaq when i’m breakin’ the glass
put the blunt down, beat your ass
these n+ggas move like [?]
these n+ggas’ trap look like a precinct
b+tch, my bags is bigger than decent
glock hit a opp knee, knock out the creases
i’m the new cam’ron, i really mean it
money rag, green beam, know they seen it
show a b+tch the definition of demon
i’ma go to h+ll with gasoline drawers
b+tch tryna gas like she like my song
this sh+t’ll get crafty like saw
jump out my sleep, i’m breaking the law
disrespectful since i learned how to crawl

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