Squabble lyrics

[Chorus: RXKNephew]
n*gga sneak dissin' from his house
These n*ggas never poppin' out
These n*ggas never leave they city
Slitherman
Trappin' through yo city
Brought that new Glock, out the box
Big four fifth, this not a revolver
30 shot, put a hex on a n*gga
These n*ggas fake ass reckless n*ggas
All these n*ggas tough on Instagram
They diss, but they don't pull up on that man
Look like Sauce Walka, way I squabble
These n*ggas got petty ass charges
These n*ggas be lyin' 'bout they cases
These n*ggas bе lyin' 'bout vacations
Who gon' do what to Slitherman?
These n*ggas dissin' n*ggas thеy ain't never see
All my opps is #1 fan
All my opps tough on Instagram
All my opps broker than a foot
Stainless steel refrigerator in the cut
These n*ggas' carpet smell like p*ss
These n*ggas got welfare vouchers
These n*ggas got welfare couches
I'm sittin' on Italian leather couches
[Verse: Rx Papi]
Walk in this b*tch and slap your malt liquor
I'll slap the f*ck out a f*ck n*gga
Put a live grenade in a n*gga throat
These n*ggas monkey see monkey do
Whatever we do, they wanna do it too
There's no way in hell they could be street n*ggas
Them some old "never-leave-the-street" n*ggas
n*ggas stuck in the house with they BM
Goin' half on a 8th again
Street life, c'mon, you gotta take it in
Not Neph and Pap, it ain't no slither sh*t
n*ggas never robbed, or never slithered sh*t
n*ggas barely had enough to buy an ounce
Y'all n*ggas big stank n*gga house
n*ggas drinkin 40s of Old E
Them Crip n*ggas down there don't move like me
It was six n*ggas squished in the backseat
n*ggas passin' around a swisher sweet
Your baby mom's dreads look like NEPH!
How the f*ck you got an afro and a mohawk?
These n*ggas rappin', yellin' in they phone
You can't be a plug if you always home
Your baby momma buy you the latest Jordans
You a b*tch and your BM trickin' on you
Neph and Pap pull up in the latest foreign
n*ggas act like groupies trynna record us
n*gga said "I ain't goin' lie, I'm trynna be where y'all at"
Listen here, lil' dirty n*gga, fall your ass back
You runnin' around, basketball shorts and a black tee
Your page only get views 'cause of Neph and me
It's hard as f*ck to catch this beat
I will beat you til you dumber than this beat
This beat almost as stupid as my Carti's
b*tch I paid seven thousand for these
It feel like I drove seven thousand Audi's
These n*ggas never drove one Audi
You still gotta get a ride from your shorty
I will give a ride to your shorty
This not a six shooter, this a 40
They King Von with these crazy stories
The Glock Quando, end of story
[Chorus: RXKNephew]
n*gga sneak dissin' from his house
These n*ggas never poppin' out
These n*ggas never leave they city
Slitherman
Trappin' through yo city
Brought that new Glock, out the box
Big four fifth, this not a revolver
30 shot, put a hex on a n*gga
These n*ggas fake ass reckless n*ggas
All these n*ggas tough on Instagram
They diss, but they don't pull up on that man
Look like Sauce Walka, the way I squabble
These n*ggas got petty ass charges
These n*ggas be lyin' 'bout they cases
These n*ggas be lyin' 'bout vacations
Who gon' do what to Slitherman?
These n*ggas dissin' n*ggas they ain't never see
All my opps is #1 fan
All my opps tough on Instagram
All my opps broker than a foot
Stainless steel refrigerator in the cut
These n*ggas' carpet smell like p*ss
These n*ggas got welfare vouchers
These n*ggas got welfare couches
I'm sittin' on Italian leather couches
[Outro: RXK Nephew]
I'm sittin' on Italian leather couches
Stuck in the trap, I'm roll bouncin'
These n*ggas broke, they can't buy ounces
Then walk in my trap, like a Henny fountain
Go ahead, slide, n*gga, I doubt it
None of you n*ggas about it
I will turn into Green Goblin
Jump out the cut, mothaf*ckin' rodman