Servin J’s lyrics

[Intro: RX Peso]
No pressure on me
DrugRixh

[Chorus: RX Peso & RX Hector]
Trapping nicks [?] my flip-flops
Serving junkies crack, that jawlock
I hit for the bricks when I used to doorlock
DrugRixh, I never punched a clock
I used to be jugging off the flock
I got the shooters on the watch
I could turn nothing into a lot
Ain't nothing but a stove in the spot
Me and Peso, we just hit a lick
Trapping nicks in designer flips
You know ain't no pressure on this sh*t
I turn nothing into a whole lot of sh*t
You say he's a shooter, he ain't never shot at sh*t
If you paid the plug, but you ain't never got the sh*t
DrugRixh, from the [?]
I counted a hundred in Balenciaga tips

[Verse 1: RX Hector]
I done did a whole lot of sh*t
But I don't talk about a lot of sh*t
Pop a n*gga, change your outfit
This life I live, that's that thug sh*t
I'm on the raw, can't function
I came up from serving nicks to junkies
The stick with the drum going monkey
And I'm just addicted to counting hundreds