DistroKid CHRIST DILLINGER, DJ Smokey & RXKNephew

[Intro: RXKNephew]
(We will get you killed)
Me and Christ got a new label, Fentanyl Records
Don't make pull up to the DistroKid headqu-
Me and Christ got a new label, Fentanyl Records
Don't make pull up to the DistroKid headqu-
Me and Christ got a new label, Fentanyl Records
Don't make pull up to the DistroKid headquarters (What the fuck)
Fucked eleven AM, and kicked her out noon
I got new fentanyl, it's comin' soon
(This song is terrorism)
Yeah
(Based Negative Squad)

[Chorus: RXKNephew]
Girl, I want some head while your panties down
I'm here to get money, got grams out
Gucci frames on my face, that's why I stand out
Tell that nigga, "Calm down," knock ya man out
Eight-hour drive made me eighty thousand
Right from the trenches, girl, that's why I'm wildin'
Rick Owens on my body, I don't need a stylist
How you much you got? Pay for it, ten thousand

[Verse 1: RXKNephew]
Top down Z06 when I pulled off
You know the price for the drugs, just don't piss me off
Nigga broke as hell, I don't wanna talk to you, we don't get along
You can call me Mr. Fresh as Shit or Mr. Been Ballin'
Your jewelry fake as hell, fall off like Ace Hood
It's tatted on my head, baby, I'm from a real hood
Got an old bitch who bad as hell, look like Megan Good
Run you over F-150 like the new Suge
Nigga, CHRIST DILLINGER got six bedrooms
He like, "Neph, to the left, that's the head room"
Uncle Elroy, that's the boom-boom room
Brodie got a mask on his face, nigga think he DOOM
Fucked eleven AM, and kicked her out noon
I got new fentanyl, it's comin' soon
Me and Christ got a new label, Fentanyl Records
Don't make pull up to the DistroKid headquarters (Holy shit)
I made five-hunnid thousand through DistroKid
Who the fuck is you to tell me don't pop my shit?
I feel like JAY-Z, can I live?
We was so hungry, they could see our ribs
Brand new watch like Ben 10