GBE Nephew lyrics

Put the b*tch on her back cuz the b*tch too thick
He got out the street, he called it quits
This top shelf Za, you ain't tellin' me sh*t
Ion know you like that, whatchu reaching for b*tch?
Timmy Nephew, I talk to the fish
Before I lean on a b*tch, I'll lean on my wrist
Frames on my face speedin' in the whip
Judge like "How lenient can I get?"
Walked in that b*tch like I'm global now
I need a lick, then the fork coming out
Fiends everywhere then we scoping it out
Unk walked in this b*tch and the torch came out
Told Unk plenty timеs, don't go to my house
Mike Tyson heroin knock a horsе out
American Terrorist, blow up the courthouse
This a one way this not no u-turn
White lick in this b*tch look like a law firm
b*tch gon' eat di*k till her jaw hurt
They thought I'd fall off, SD
Get it from the stove the best I could be
n*gga hatin' on low, moving discreet
*BOW* Head on the street
*BOW* That's how the dope hit
Go ahead with that sh*t, ion know sh*t
b*tch keep talkin' bout "setup"
Unk sleep but he still stand dead up
They don't want last batch, they fed up
Ain't a part of this here? Then shut up
New (?) where I cut up
Coke so good, gettin' cut up
Yo money ain't there, shut the f*ck up
Clip on the Glock like a drumstick
Block a b*tch quick on that dumb sh*t
Tell yo big homie he dont run sh*t
I pull up, act dumb as a b*tch
Watch Big Neph go Lil Darryl retarded
30 shot shoot up a complex apartment
b*tch like "Neph, why you can't stop doggin'?"
12 pull me over, I ain't gettin' pardoned
b*tch I'm global now
I get paranoid, then the pole come out
b*tch like "You don't know me now"
Tell me what I owe you, calm the f*ck down
Yo money f*cked up, what you 'posed to do now?
Flight coming up, I can not stay around
That money look right, then we laying em' down
Don't offer an eighth, I wanna see a pound
Backwood hit like Fudge Rounds
Backwood hit like a hunnid' round
Stuck in this b*tch till the sun down
Watch how you talk, better have yo gun out
n*gga too broke, he don't come around
Glock give you way more than a run around
Crack House mansion look like ☆Stunna house
Booted the f*ck up, high won't come down
Boy go ahead, try and sell that mid
Keep that sh*t, can't sell me sh*t
Step in that b*tch, got a 2-tone glick
(?) that sh*t don't fit
Unk gettin' crump like he came from the Bay
Trap out a telly, she like "Where you stay?"
Going through withdraw like Charles Ray
Take my belt off, tell a opp go play play
Stuck in this b*tch we gon' break day
Lil dirty ass n*gga like Ray Ray
Walk in the trap, beat a baby like ashtray
I cannot feed you today, don't ask me
b*tch took a loan out, went and got plastic
Me, worried bout you? b*tch, imagine
I could star in a movie for Aladdin
Excuse me, pardon me, I'm back to trappin'
Excuse me, pardon me, stop asking
Excuse me, pardon me, f*ck out my face
Excuse me, pardon me, can't hit my Za
Glock burn Usher at 7'oclock
They like "Neph, you crazy. What be in yo top?"
b*tch I start blackin' when the beat drop
Puny Ruger start beatboxing
Keep the Glock, I'm not a street boxer
Drive the Audi like a Tonka
b*tch want me in court, like Willy Wonka
Tell them "No thank you. Keep the offer."
Money rag green like Celtics Boston
b*tch do cognac, not seltzer water
f*cked her raw, tryna catch a daughter
Stepped in, went wrestler on her
Did my best Stunner
What we gon' talk about?