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rxknephew - walmart lyrics

[intro]
my n+gga brainstorm did this beat!
aye
aye, aye
huh
huh, aye

[verse]
my b+tch, she cook a good sandwich
door swingin’ like a hammer
collard greens, turkey wings
oh, baby, i can’t stand it
money rag like collard greens
i’m ballin’, she stalkin’ me
my money green like collard greens
she said she proud of me
money green like collard greens
get off, these amiri jeans
baby, i’m high as h+ll
you don’t act right, i’ma cheat on you
she like “neph, why you gon’ cheat on me?”
’cause i know that you gon’ cheat on me
it’s not cheatin’ if i tell you i’m cheatin’
it’s not cheatin’, i know that you cheatin’
she got a sugar daddy on the side
she talkin’ ’bout that n+gga her sponsor
i got a few b+tches on the side
she like “what’s they name?” i’m like “ms. ballin”
my b+tch come through ballin’
i walk in and start ballin’
your last man broke
he can’t buy sh+t from walmart
your last man tried to scam
and they kicked him outta walmart
b+tch lookin’ for a sugar daddy
and they kicked her outta walmart
walmart got your picture up
why you keep stealin’ from walmart?
you do not have enough money in your purse
so you gotta steal from walmart
all your opps from walmart
girl, why you beefin’ with walmart?
you tryna fight somebody in walmart
i be ballin’ out in walmart
i bought twenty tv’s from walmart
i walk in with four shopping carts
how you broke tryna go to target?
how you talkin’ ’bout you tryna get in shape?
b+tch, you look like a octagon
what kinda sh+t you tryna get in?
what kinda jeans you tryna fit in?
this a audi, don’t put your crocs in it
she talkin’ ’bout she on her period
her homegirl like “i can take care of you”
she talkin’ ’bout she on her period
i’m like “chill, girl, i’m scared of you”
she like “i thought you had stamina”
i’m like “get the f+ck out my camera”
i’m on live, she tryna jump in it
she tryna make me beef with my b+tches
babygirl, i’m suavemente
i’m hotter than caliente
i’ll feed a b+tch some picante
who irreplaceable? f+ck beyonce
beyonce shoulda cheated on jay+z
i’m way fresher than jay+z
i had dreads before jay+z
guess what? jay+z should pay me
j. cole dreads is dirty
f+ck j. cole
i don’t know n0body listen to j. cole
i do not wanna hear no j. cole
i ain’t gon’ front, i f+ck with one song
that’s back when he had a brush cut
ever since j. cole got dreads
i do not wanna hear nothin’
j. cole tried to sh+t on lil pump
i like lil pump more than j. cole
lil pump beats harder than j. cole
rest in peace bankroll fresh
i got a glock the size of kai cenat
guess what’s in my pocket? a knot
guess what’s in my house? thots
guess what i beat? the pot
guess what i stood on? my block
with garson tatted on my top
what i blew your advance on? my watch
what i’ll kick in is your spot
you being everything that nephew not
what i cut it with? my glock
what i keep? brooms and a mop
what you love? everything but a thot
i got domestic prices
i show love to the hoes
i’ll give auntie twelve for a hunnid
i show love to the hoes
your favorite rapper beg for newports
your favorite rapper need a place to live
his distrokid got two dollars
he got mental health issues and got problems
your threats weak, you ain’t rob n0body
you threaten me, i’ll laugh at you
blow smoke in your face, dump ashes on you
jump in sport plus and hit the gas on you
all the opps rappin’ on mixcraft
guess what? my b+tch bad
i’m in the booth eatin’ a sandwich
and it wasn’t cooked by my grandma
the opps can’t afford nothin’
the opps cannot buy nothin’
you got two hundred dollars from food stamps
tryna argue with me, don’t do that
i’ll beat the stove ’til it’s blue black
her mama seen me, almost had a heart attack
punched her stepdad out, why he started that?
she like “neph, you be talkin’ mad sh+t”
i walk in and pop sh+t
n+gga, that is not your gl!ck
i’ll f+ck your b+tch, that is not your b+tch
i’m drunk as h+ll tryna park the whip
i’ma f+ck her then smoke a newport
i got better hooks than too $hort
i got more chains than 2 chainz
i got more fire flame than lil wayne
how much you drink hennessy? every day
i love my hood, got it tatted on my face
i’ll jump in the truck and do the race
been ballin’, dunk in outer sp+ce
she like “what you doin’?” murder was the case
girl, you can see the dog all in my face
she like “why you cheatin’?”
i’m like “why you bringin’ old sh+t up, girl? ’cause that was yesterday”

- rxknephew lyrics

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