letra de in calls only - rxk nephew
[intro]
(yeah, baby)
(i f-ck wit’ you, for real)
(i love you like this henny)
(yeah, for real)
(yeah)
[verse 1]
god need you in the morning like henny
white one’s on, i ain’t buyin’ no fendi
fresh off the plane like, “babe, come get me”
she like, “neph, you too fly, where the hoes at?”
[?] f-ck wit’ you, how you ain’t know that?
f-ck with lil mama like throwbacks
gettin’ head while i’m smokin’ on a newport
i’ma walk in that b-tch like [?]
she f-ck wit’ me, want meet me mama
her brother and ex don’t want problems
don’t tell me to get ’em, i got ’em
n-gga talkin’ when i coulda shot ’em
i came from the mud, for real
i f-ck wit’ you girl, you the one, for real
yeah (yeah, yeah, for real)
i [?] her back
she want me to choke her but i ain’t kinky
walk in, way more drip than pinky
thumb in the b-tt, rub the cl-t with my pinky
hit from the back, she suckin’ my fangers
she want go again, i can’t blame her
walk in that b-tch, put her on her neck
she ain’t got no smell, might give her the neck
baby [?]
she want eat me up after i hit a l!ck
auntie callin’ while she eatin’ the d-ck
we gon’ go to auntie house and f-ck in her room
three point five, i could rent auntie room
she jump up on top and the whole body move
throw a b-tch in the trunk like treyway shotti do
i f-ck wit’ you girl, i ain’t gon’ lie to you
yeah, hittin’ it raw, we might have a baby
i sell crack, you can claim the baby on your taxes
i’ma [?] on the mattress
penny pincher trap n-gga, girl, i ain’t havin’ it
i’ma tell her every day, “girl, you the baddest”
she wanted some kisses, hit her with the tongue
she like, “neph, don’t be likin’ them b-tches pitcures”
girl, them b-tches ain’t did sh-t for a n-gga
i f-ck wit’ lil mama, she f-ck wit’ l money
i f-ck wit’ lil mama, she cool with pap
she know i be trappin’, movin’ with pap
she know l money booted in the back
i f-ck wit’ lil mama, she know i rob n-ggas
never had a job, sold crack to n-ggas
shoes on my feet came from crack dealin’
shirt on my back came from trap dealin’
yeah
[interlude]
see, baby, they don’t know where the f-ck i came from
she know i rob everybody, she know— you know what i’m sayin’?
she know most of my life n-ggas don’t even trust me
she know i— you know what i’m sayin’?
she know i can’t really call on too many people
i be tellin’ her all i got is her ’cause i f-cked a lotta—
i’ve lost a lotta good people in my life ’cause i prolly robbed ’em
you know what i’m sayin’? i prolly lost my temper, prolly—
prolly beat ’em up, did some that they prolly that they don’t–
they don’t— they don’t f-ck wit’ me no more
but they don’t know i’m misunderstood, baby
it’s not even like that, i came from the bottom
but i appreciate what i got now, i ain’t tryna lose it
you know what i’m sayin’?
yeah
[verse 2]
yeah, [?] my shoes, walk in with my timbs
hit from the back, make her [?]
i say “cuz” all the time but i ain’t really crip
my brother right there, he really really crip
pole on my lap, that’s how real it can get
can’t go back and forth with that silly ass sh-t
can’t go back to jail, can’t live in that sh-t, yeah
she like, “neph, i f-ck wit’ ya,” don’t lie
excuse my language, b-tch, but why lie?
you don’t f-ck with me, b-tch, bye-bye
[?] did good job, high five
i ain’t lyin’ down, watchin’ sci-fi, lifetime
walk in that b-tch like barry white
she wanna strip, we gettin’ married tonight
yeah
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