RXKNephew
UFC TRAP
[Intro]
Zaytoven

[Verse 1: RXKNephew]
All that back buyin' shit
Keep it to yourself
Drug dealin', dealin' with cars bitch that [?]
Auntie like "Nephew cook this up with your god self?"
Mhm, auntie sit your ass down with your proud self
Got suspended, hit the kitchen then I got there Neph’ done did it
Bitch keep talkin' 'bout she with it
Taxes came I'm made to spend it
Dirty n***a from the trenches
Harlem Glocks that come with switches
Bum ass bitch she burnin' bridges
I put Henny on my liver
He’ll bring the bag, back to the game, he dead rich
Said he was rich, that Glock hit a n***a, now he dead rich
Every time I talk that shit all my J's be like "Preach"
I could take a 150 bitches right now out the east
A homie in the comments, doing all that pussy hating shit
Every time I'm in that Audi, I be tryna race a bitch
I know they hate the kid, hating how a n***a doin' his thing
You can be all in them comments n***a nobody know your name

[Chorus: RXK NEPHEW]
This ain't prop money, n***a, this is straight drop money
Not yo momma house in [?] n***a, that is not money
Point the Glock 4, make a bitch boy drop money
Told my momma when I send you money, it be blood money
I was cold outside, they ain't had no love for me
Before I ever hold out my hand, I rather go get blood money
I know my daughters know what daddy do, he spendin' drug money
She talkin' 'bout she love me, made her help me rob the plug for me
[Verse 2: RXK NEPHEW]
Huh
All my crack babies
Preach
I cannot forget the shit that auntie did for me
I trust auntie with my baby, she watch the kids for me
I told her when this rap work, she can live with me
Pull up different kind of dope
Same n***a you get money with
[?] cutthroat
Drop that 4 0 like a motherfuckin' [?]
I ain't passin my dope
Bitch I got a passion for the dough
Saw you through the door
Preach
N***a
That's what imma tell you
Every time I walked in they like, 'fore you came I smelled you
They like you can't leave us, if you get locked we gon' bail you
Shit I did, might get indicted, n***a if I tell you
I trust aunt so much she watch the trap when I'm gone
I trust my bitch, she be hittin' licks [?] my phone
She got a cold, she know Big Neph fuckin' with them hoes
And every time I pull up I'm comin' with the low
Yea
N***a, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Mhm
[Verse 3: RX Papi]
On God
I got quater brick money
A half a slab of grid[?] on me
50 and a dirty stick on me
A bitch ain't takin' shit from me
Take care of her auntie and her friends
She want me to buy her a new syringe[?]
She in the trap like she movin' in
She not gonna do 'em like "It's you again"
Yea, he got a Glock with a switch
But he ain't never do a hit
I swear these n***as act like hoes
He got a pussy like his bitch
It's blue tips comin' out the drac'
I'm gettin off I'm not gon' miss
I jump out the condo I'm chasin 'em down
Stand over a n***a while he on the ground
Dirty say I gotta take my meds
Skoo[?] say I'm crazy in the head
Cuz tell me I'm a fuckin bug
Get to that bowlin' fuck it up
This Dawg Shit Records is my shit
That's yo hoe but she on my dick
Hollow point go through your eyelids
Bitch tryna find out where I live
I beat that work like it's my [?]
(If) I catch life they knew what I did
I was never signin' with you suckers
Imma shiesty motherfucker
Finesse them crackers out that paint
Like what the fuck you n***as sayin
Bitch I ain't the one you finna play with
I up that chop and hit the [?] with it
He rap 'bout the trap but he never there
You not from there, don't go over there
Why the fuck is you even over there
Glock blow yo' dumbass way over there
Momma say I should tuck my chain
My momma really fuckin' insane
My momma say don't flash my money
I laugh my ass off, damn she funny
I'm Mr. Papi don't stop it
A certified dope [?]
These n***as wanna be O'Blockers
He was tough so we put that pole on 'em
That was his mans until he told on 'em
I load the van and hit the road on 'em
Neph my dawg you know I blow for him
I shoot off rip a bitch get no warning
I got residue in my nuts
Auntie what the fuck is you doin' bitch put the fucking scale on the table
Bitch why you trippin' in here what the fuck is you doin hoe
I left it where I left so why the fuck would you go move it hoe
She like Papi who you talkin' to
N***a I been smokin' since 92'
I love auntie she just a bug
She like "Yea n***a don't make me fuck you up"
Auntie I ain't gon' lie, bitch you put your hands on me imma knock you the fuck out
Go get a [?] from the store
Just cooked 2 deuces of the raw
I introduced you to my dawg[?]
Ain't had no girl to problem solve
Ay bro, forreal, you think she gon' know that's heroin instead of cocaine?
Ion give a fuck if she do
Bitch might OD out of them blues
Servin yella I was out of the blue
Fresh as fuck I'm jumpin' out of the coupe
They like Papi you gotta chill with that shit
Phone always ringin' how you deal with that shit
Cuz go get my pills real quick