Shawmeek The Good Kid lyrics

[Intro]
What's goin on with you and Jeezy?
Ion f*ck with the n*gga he a pus*y
He just be doin lil b*tch ass sh*t, you know what I'm saying
sh*t that a b*tch'll do ya know what I mean, like a lil b*tch
Thought he was a real n*gga man but y'know, he a carbon copy man

[Verse 1: RXKNephew]
b*tch tripping, talking 'bout "You shouldn't go"
We're New Breed baby, that's sweeping the floor
Auntie took my room, used to sleep on the floor
Late night hitting stains, how my grandma ain't know?
White A5 with the heated seats
Young n*gga in school with a Jesus piece
Mama fighting with my lil sister's daddy
Unc pulled up in the ? like he driving a Cadi'
Fat lady ? said I'm a New Breed Trapper
Me and Pap in a van with a razor and napkins
When the pack touch down, get stretched like elastics
We gone roll up thеse Runtz and wait on the package
I'mma gеt it and wrap it, jump off the traffic
Lil 40$ b*tch wanna send me the addy
Like 'em lightskin, real short with a fatty
Got my grandaddy soul, can't lick on your catty
Got my fingers in action to open the baggies
Pap's driving right now 'cause he drive the fastest
Wake up out my sleep, drink Henny for breakfast
Got some head from my b*tch, fell asleep on Netflix
She like "I catch you cheating, I'mma chop yo di*k"
I'll knock your ass out b*tch, stop with that sh*t
Charlie ?, catch me chopping my b*tch
b*tch, you go in the trap and I'll offer you sh*t
More drank in my cup than Kurt Cobain
You n*ggas washed up, throw in the towel
Cubain chain got 'em stressed out
Feel like Charlie ?, ahh
Neph and Pap came up, they like "How?"
Roll the window down, put my wrist out
Remember them days getting kicked out
Young n*gga selling crack at his b*tch house
Lil baby want a boss
Gave her a sample, she wanted it all
b*tch gone love my dirty draws
1's look spit shine, no scuffs on 'em
She wanna do a line, she just wanna feel comfortable
She playing with her nose like I play with the stove
Get outta here, but you ain't gotta go home
Make a wish on the turkey and break the bone
Take a shot of my Henny, spray on my cologne
Look in the mirror, throw my black tee on
Pap's chains sound like 2 Kias crashing
Unk hit the work, said it's everlasting
You don't feel like Rick Ross in the Aston
I'm stuck in the trap, that's Neph and Papi
Got a bad stripper b*tch named Passion
Ooh, these white Runtz taste like fruit passion
Pap gone give me the call when he outside
Who wanna rob us, they out of they mind
White b*tch in the back did 37 lines
Pap crashed his Audi 37 times
Pap in the backyard, Kool-aid frames
Unk hit the work like "Mh-hm", Juicy J
b*tch walked in like "Uh-uh, that stank!"
I'm like "Back the f*ck up b*tch, you know what I'm doing!"
[Verse 2: Rx Papi]
If that's your man, ya'll share the same coffin
Fire! Fire! Fire! Dogs barking
*chain language*, Chain talking
Walk in this b*tch like Macaulay Culkin
They say I need a neck brace
My chain big as the So Icy plate
They say my chain bigger than Yung Berg's
That Transformers chain was dumb as sh*t
You got your sh*t took by Trick Trick
But I ain't finna keep talking 'bout Yung Berg
They say I swerve more that G Herb'
I will put a n*gga on a t-shirt
My chain look like I p*ssed on my shirt
Everytime my wrist take a p*ss, it hurts
They say my fist got STD's
They done came down with a case of VVS
b*tch ain't ever seen no stones like these
They say one hand got 4 STD's
n*gga that's one for every ring
My diamonds p*ss on you, it sting
Walk in this b*tch like I'm Sting
? on me floating in the ring
Your pockets look like they smoking crack
Why the f*ck you got your gold chain painted black?
Your chains little as sh*t, I can't see that
I be everywhere you claim to be at
Talking gangsta, n*gga don't do that
You the only n*gga I know that's skinny and fat
I will punch your jaw until it crack
30 times, stab you in your f*cking back
Stomp your skull until it crack
Twist your neck until it snap
Beat your ribs with a ball bat
Crack every motherf*cking rib on you
Crack your motherf*cking leg
Bust a bottle upside your head
When n*ggas seen me on Melrose they was shook
b*tch I'm balling like Westbrook
They would've said something, would've felt the left hook
These n*ggas wanna look how Pap and Neph look
Lady first name is Joshua
At your grandma house I be popping up
You go through a middleman to cop your drugs
These n*ggas move around like ?
These n*ggas never put in no work
You buying guns, don't even know if they work
Cuz, you gotta shoot 'em to see if they work
You gone f*ck around and get your feelings hurt
I will diss the sh*t out of you and beat you up
And beat you up again if you f*ck my sneakers up
You got your ass beat up in front of all your friends
Ain't nobody help you stop it or jump in