Back From the Dead RXKNephew

[Intro]
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RXK
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Fuck up out my face, bitch, I sold a lot of dope
Can't you see my fit, bitch? I fuck a lot of hoes
That's a two bedroom but it got a lot of stoves
Uncle 'gon stay off in this bitch, I hear he ain't got a home
Bitch, you smell what's in my blood? This shit here super strong
Got it jumpin' in this bitch, look like the Super Bowl
Gave that bitch two twenties and told her do her toes
Cookie made a perfect circle, bitch put the coolant on it
Yeah, yeah, bitch on the bowl
Thirty-one on the stove
Not one lazy bonе
Don't spend, go home
Two bands, offa O
My wrist, it broke
Hit a lick, go ghost
Need mе a beam when I jump on the road
Unc like, "I need you, where did you go?"
Stole from the 80, I been here before
Pardon me, baby, I'm beatin' the bowl
Pray to the fork and I preach to the stove
Bitch keep callin', she need me home
"Neph slow down, why you speedin' with dope?"
Not on a leash, got the key to the door
Yeah, fuck out my face, bitch
Every time they say my name, I hope they taste it
Every time they in my face they not gon' say shit
Bitch, I'm not askin' for nothing, just gon' take shit
Yeah, hope my high do not come down tonight
[?], baby, sorry I can't lay down tonight
I got too much shit that's on my mind, I can't sit down tonight
Boy, girl, sister, brother, cousin, got all kind of types
Bring the narc here, make sure Unc bring his ass back
I ain't tryna here how he died on a bad back
My dawgs don't be on Instagram, they sell mad crack
Put that Neph on in the trap, "He talk mad facts"
Board on the door, hand to hand, back to back to back
Kick some, take some, here, nigga, imagine that
[?], back to the trap
Right pocket like 401k, left pocket like taxes check
Why the hell you try to sell me that? Boy, put that away
Boy, I got good eyeballs, can see it with my face
Fuck around and pay the whole price, fuck the cheap way
Uncle always got eight dollars, he some cheapskate