UFC TRAP

[Intro]

Zaytoven

[Verse 1: RXKNephew]

All that back buyin' shit

Keep it to yourself

Drug dealin', dealin' with cars bitch that [?]

Auntie like "Nephew cook this up with your god self?"

Mhm, auntie sit your ass down with your proud self

Got suspended, hit the kitchen then I got there Neph’ done did it

Bitch keep talkin' 'bout she with it

Taxes came I'm made to spend it

Dirty nigga from the trenches

Harlem Glocks that come with switches

Bum ass bitch she burnin' bridges

I put Henny on my liver

He’ll bring the bag, back to the game, he dead rich

Said he was rich, that Glock hit a nigga, now he dead rich

Every time I talk that shit all my J's be like "Preach"

I could take a 150 bitches right now out the east

A homie in the comments, doing all that pussy hating shit

Every time I'm in that Audi, I be tryna race a bitch

I know they hate the kid, hating how a nigga doin' his thing

You can be all in them comments nigga nobody know your name

[Chorus: RXK NEPHEW]

This ain't prop money, nigga, this is straight drop money

Not yo momma house in [?] nigga, that is not money

Point the Glock 4, make a bitch boy drop money

Told my momma when I send you money, it be blood money

I was cold outside, they ain't had no love for me

Before I ever hold out my hand, I rather go get blood money

I know my daughters know what daddy do, he spendin' drug money

She talkin' 'bout she love me, made her help me rob the plug for me

[Verse 2: RXK NEPHEW]

Huh

All my crack babies

Preach

I cannot forget the shit that auntie did for me

I trust auntie with my baby, she watch the kids for me

I told her when this rap work, she can live with me

Pull up different kind of dope

Same nigga you get money with

[?] cutthroat

Drop that 4 0 like a motherfuckin' [?]

I ain't passin my dope

Bitch I got a passion for the dough

Saw you through the door

Preach

Nigga

That's what imma tell you

Every time I walked in they like, 'fore you came I smelled you

They like you can't leave us, if you get locked we gon' bail you

Shit I did, might get indicted, nigga if I tell you

I trust aunt so much she watch the trap when I'm gone

I trust my bitch, she be hittin' licks [?] my phone

She got a cold, she know Big Neph fuckin' with them hoes

And every time I pull up I'm comin' with the low

Yea

Nigga, yea

Yea, yea, yea

Mhm

[Verse 3: RX Papi]

On God

I got quater brick money

A half a slab of grid[?] on me

50 and a dirty stick on me

A bitch ain't takin' shit from me

Take care of her auntie and her friends

She want me to buy her a new syringe[?]

She in the trap like she movin' in

She not gonna do 'em like "It's you again"

Yea, he got a Glock with a switch

But he ain't never do a hit

I swear these niggas act like hoes

He got a pussy like his bitch

It's blue tips comin' out the drac'

I'm gettin off I'm not gon' miss

I jump out the condo I'm chasin 'em down

Stand over a nigga while he on the ground

Dirty say I gotta take my meds

Skoo[?] say I'm crazy in the head

Cuz tell me I'm a fuckin bug

Get to that bowlin' fuck it up

This Dawg Shit Records is my shit

That's yo hoe but she on my dick

Hollow point go through your eyelids

Bitch tryna find out where I live

I beat that work like it's my [?]

(If) I catch life they knew what I did

I was never signin' with you suckers

Imma shiesty motherfucker

Finesse them crackers out that paint

Like what the fuck you niggas sayin

Bitch I ain't the one you finna play with

I up that chop and hit the [?] with it

He rap 'bout the trap but he never there

You not from there, don't go over there

Why the fuck is you even over there

Glock blow yo' dumbass way over there

Momma say I should tuck my chain

My momma really fuckin' insane

My momma say don't flash my money

I laugh my ass off, damn she funny

I'm Mr. Papi don't stop it

A certified dope [?]

These niggas wanna be O'Blockers

He was tough so we put that pole on 'em

That was his mans until he told on 'em

I load the van and hit the road on 'em

Neph my dawg you know I blow for him

I shoot off rip a bitch get no warning

I got residue in my nuts

Auntie what the fuck is you doin' bitch put the fucking scale on the table

Bitch why you trippin' in here what the fuck is you doin hoe

I left it where I left so why the fuck would you go move it hoe

She like Papi who you talkin' to

Nigga I been smokin' since 92'

I love auntie she just a bug

She like "Yea nigga don't make me fuck you up"

Auntie I ain't gon' lie, bitch you put your hands on me imma knock you the fuck out

Go get a [?] from the store

Just cooked 2 deuces of the raw

I introduced you to my dawg[?]

Ain't had no girl to problem solve

Ay bro, forreal, you think she gon' know that's heroin instead of cocaine?

Ion give a fuck if she do

Bitch might OD out of them blues

Servin yella I was out of the blue

Fresh as fuck I'm jumpin' out of the coupe

They like Papi you gotta chill with that shit

Phone always ringin' how you deal with that shit

Cuz go get my pills real quick