Still Gone Rob You lyrics
by Rx Papi
[Intro: RXKNephew]
(Don't play with him)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah, aye, DrugRixh (yuh)
[Verse 1: RXKNephew]
Aye
Dope sales, I really live it, b*tch think that im tripping (Yeah)
Kicking doors, breaking in sh*t, hand in hand dealing (Yeah)
My momma know I got her, my sister know it too (too)
I told my momma check that mail like she Blue’s Clues (Yeah)
This vacc*m seal real good, I hope it make it through (Aye)
The opps still on they ass (Ass)
I love [?] (Yeah)
You broke that ain't my fault (Yeah)
Your trap move slow that ain't my fault (Yeah)
Straight drop got her jaw locked
Trap ’til I get bald spots (Aye)
Parking lot pimp with the Glock, [?] thirty shot
AR broom Glock MOS, trap like [?] (Yeah)
Who gon' tell us what wе not?
Dawg sh*t Records run the spot (Dawg sh*t Records)
Go ahеad sending that thot, why she won't make it out (b*tch)
Everyday I was in jail, I thought about breaking out (Yeah)
Sitting down eating what? b*tch we taking out (for real)
Glock sound like "mwah", with an opp making out
They wasn't in the street, they took the safer route
[Verse 2: Rx Papi]
Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew
Dawg sh*t walking in
Hit him in his mouth with that "phew", he can't talk again
He said he want the yeah for the yeah? Dont talk to him
They like "Papi, what the f*ck is yeah?" Im like "b*tch shut the f*ck up, don't be worried 'bout what I said"
Yeah, I did what I did, he shouldn't had said what he said
The car pull off, I had to tell that b*tch go "phew phew"
Cartier bustdown the yeah yeah like "phew phew"
Retarded ass diamonds dancing on my watch like "ching ching"
b*tch you know I’m banging Crip, blue emoji wheelchair
We whooped the n*gga ass last night, I think he still there
The baby Draco go "woo", nicknamed it Ric Flair
Chocolate b*tch like "phew phew"
Off my rings like "phew phew"
My ear rings like "phew phew"
I caught the opps like "Oh my god", don’t know which one I wanna rob
He took off running like "phew phew"
Trackhawk walk him down like "phew phew"
Say Papi got the bird (Flu)
b*tch getting on my nerves (Phew)
Stand on the curb and serve (Phew)
I got that "phew" and yeah, they like "What's that "phew" and yeah?" some sh*t go "phew" some sh*t yeah
Cuz got some yeah too, Blood got some yeah too, they all want the yeah, b*tch, ’cause they know what the yeah do
I'm off M30 blues
Cuban link cost 32
Whole gang got thirtys too
Glock big as 42
Shorty do what shorty do
She walk in that b*tch with a whole bunch of "phew"
You dont know that n*gga don't say nothing
Life not a game, lil n*gga won't play nothing
I get the black and [?]
b*tch in the car screaming out ’cause she dropped it
Hit her with the back of my hand like "phew"
You heard the wind come off that b*tch "phew"
[Outro: Rx Papi]
Dawg sh*t Records