Steak Strips RXKNephew

[Intro]
Ay (Yuh)
(Do you hear me?) They want me to go back to the old me
(Is you listening or do you hear me?)
You know, I ain't really ’bout to get into that (RXK)
Everybody wanna talk about they the new them (Bossup, nigga)
I'ma show you something

[Verse 1]
Walk out that bitch like the old me
Step in that bitch, I look like the new me
Opps want me dead, really wanna do me
Opps on my dick, they really be groupies
Walk in the trap, hit that bitch with a two piece
230 like a chicken two piece
Up that fire, hit your doobie
Met her on the Gram, now it's a coolie
Do how you do what I do how I do it
Lil nigga, I’ma do me
Glock on my side, it puny
Grr, look like the movies (Boom)
I'm the hood Indiana Jones
Bitch like Tomb Raider with French tip toes
Walk in the trap, better keep the door closed
Don't trust these niggas as far as I can throw 'em
Neph changed up, I don't know 'em
Tell 'em back up, I'm ’bout to blow ’em
Doing a hundred, I'm floating
Broke my phone, I don’t know where I'm going
Found the plug, no GPS
I been robbing since watching PBS
Take a trip, I can see LAX
Take care of the fam and feed the rest
Trapping all week, need to rest
They calling now, but ain't answer collect
I don't give a damn ’bout her pussy wet
Thumb through a check, feel like I'm getting neck
Creamy dope like Peter Pan
Trap nigga with funky socks
Unc' feet hurt standing on the block
These niggas be panhandling like unc'
These niggas favorite words "Let me hold something"
Back the fuck up if you know something
Glick on my hip like I go hunting
Glock ignorant, nigga, I ain't know nothing
Stuck in the trap 'til 4 something
Hand me the pole, they know I'ma dump it
Straight drop taste like peanut butter crunch
Put in your order and get what you want
My auntie love me and I love her the same
They tell me every song be pain
They wanna be me but they life ain't the same
Do it for the street, not for the fame
This outfit, had it on for days
Fresh as fuck like the first day
Born in the 90's, I don't do no perkies
Back the fuck up, my bean working
My bean just kicked in
Flex on the Gram, get your trap kicked in
Watching the plug when the pack come in
Slitherman rob his friends (Slitherman)
Nuclear Glock make the world end
Drunk driving, I can't see the lane
They ain't from the street, they can't see my pain
Dropped another album and I need a stain
Turnt the fuck up, I am not cooling
Don't need a shooter, I am my shooter
My bitch rub my stomach, call me Buddha
Move, get the fuck out the way like I'm Luda
Point that stick like Rick the Ruler
Coke shiny like it came from a jeweler
Used to have neck braids like Dooga
Glock leave a nigga bow-legged like Luger
My bitch told me I need to stay sober
They wanna do me like Casanova
Like Famous Dex, I can't stay sober
I'm booted like OVO October
Glick hit your face, put you on posters
Work taste like strudels out the toaster
Glicked the fuck up like I'm 'posed to
It's a sign on the trap, tell you what to don't do (Yuh)