Jungle Fever TWxWKS (Ft. RXKNephew)

[Intro: RXKNephew]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: RXKNephew & saddex]
Fuck you, fuck your shirt, fuck your hat, fuck your clothes
Walk in the kitchen and I fuck the stove
Walk in the studio and I fuck the Swove
We ain’t even start recording, we just took off our clothes
I got bricks of cocaine that look like drywall
I got more guns than James Bond in Skyfall
Tell a *****, “Fuck you” right to his eyeballs
Bitch, I could weigh a thirty one with my eyeballs
Fuck you, fuck the world, and everything in it
I hope the judge die for giving out sentеnce
I hope mailman die for not giving mе stimulus
I hope the government building blow up for child support
Jesus Christ should be paying us child support
Fuck Father’s Day and fuck child support
All my opps should buy me something for Father’s Day
All my opps trapped in the closet and mad gay

[Verse 2: Sequoia & Bubby]
I’m out the closet and I’m feelin’ real hyphy
You’re jealous of my swag, I hope you know you can bite me
Married to the money, my bae lookin’ like a dime piece
Fly like Articuno, bitch I’m looking real icey
Teens don’t know that smoking kills them (nope)
Opps call me smoking because I kill them (yup)
Checking Instagram ‘cause I’m bored as shit (shit)
Kill myself, someone took my bitch