"R&F" lyrics
(You know what? It's [Nitro?] gang shit) Glock on me b-
Yeah
Glock on me but the chop outside
Yeah
Got the Glock but the chop out
Got a Glock on me but the chop outside
Gotta thank God 'cause I almost died
Bitch caught me sleepin' but the kid still lyin'
That bitch think I'm trippin', nah, the kid ain't mine
She tried to trap me, I'm rich and I'm fine
Glock in my lap, if you run up you dyin'
She tried to trap me, I'm rich and I'm fine
Glock in my lap, if you run up you dyin'
If you run up you dyin', it's over
Playin' game with your ho like controller
Say she fuckin' wit' me 'cause I glowed up
They say I'ma blow up 'cause I'm so tough
I'm gon' walk through that mall with that pole tucked
I'm a king like a motherfuckin' cobra
Need a Bentley Bentayga, no Rover
If I go shoot my shot, the game over, yeah
That ho game over
I could put the whole chat on my motherfuckin' shoulders
Moonwalk like a boulder
Move on, I rock 'em, and then I'ma fold 'em
Droppin' my nuts, think yo' bitch come and hold 'em
Bitch, I'm the one, for a year, I done told 'em
She bouncin' all on that pole, ain't no totem
The shots that y'all takin', I seen it, they [?] (Yeah)
Bitch, I've been [?] (On God)
Real life, no cap, my life been [?]
Twelve lights keep flashin' (Why?)
My whole life was a marsh 'cause this shit was some madness
Fucked up in the head, I grew up around addicts
I can't wait for somebody to play then I'm spazzin'
Fah-fah-fah-fah, that bitch'll keep blastin'
I came out the mud, that's why I got the passion
Pretty bitch, look like she came out a pagent
I'm ballin' like A, I ain't [?] no practice
I just got a new bag, so I'm finna tax it (I did)
With yo' bitch kickin' back and relaxin'
I'm finna face it, I know [?] mansion
You wanna beat me, you gotta imagine
Racks in my pants, them motherfuckers saggin'
We run up and fire! You shouldn't do the lackin'
She tried to trap me, I'm rich and I'm fine
Glock in my lap, if you run up you dyin'
She tried to trap me, I'm rich and I'm fine
Glock in my lap, if you run up you dyin'
Ayy, I say that shit everytime, what
That shit free Thug and Slime (What?)
I say that shit everytime
That shit free Thug and Slime
Yeah
Glock on me but the chop outside
Yeah
Got the Glock but the chop out
Got a Glock on me but the chop outside
Gotta thank God 'cause I almost died
Bitch caught me sleepin' but the kid still lyin'
That bitch think I'm trippin', nah, the kid ain't mine
She tried to trap me, I'm rich and I'm fine
Glock in my lap, if you run up you dyin'
She tried to trap me, I'm rich and I'm fine
Glock in my lap, if you run up you dyin'
If you run up you dyin', it's over
Playin' game with your ho like controller
Say she fuckin' wit' me 'cause I glowed up
They say I'ma blow up 'cause I'm so tough
I'm gon' walk through that mall with that pole tucked
I'm a king like a motherfuckin' cobra
Need a Bentley Bentayga, no Rover
If I go shoot my shot, the game over, yeah
That ho game over
I could put the whole chat on my motherfuckin' shoulders
Moonwalk like a boulder
Move on, I rock 'em, and then I'ma fold 'em
Droppin' my nuts, think yo' bitch come and hold 'em
Bitch, I'm the one, for a year, I done told 'em
She bouncin' all on that pole, ain't no totem
The shots that y'all takin', I seen it, they [?] (Yeah)
Bitch, I've been [?] (On God)
Real life, no cap, my life been [?]
Twelve lights keep flashin' (Why?)
My whole life was a marsh 'cause this shit was some madness
Fucked up in the head, I grew up around addicts
I can't wait for somebody to play then I'm spazzin'
Fah-fah-fah-fah, that bitch'll keep blastin'
I came out the mud, that's why I got the passion
Pretty bitch, look like she came out a pagent
I'm ballin' like A, I ain't [?] no practice
I just got a new bag, so I'm finna tax it (I did)
With yo' bitch kickin' back and relaxin'
I'm finna face it, I know [?] mansion
You wanna beat me, you gotta imagine
Racks in my pants, them motherfuckers saggin'
We run up and fire! You shouldn't do the lackin'
She tried to trap me, I'm rich and I'm fine
Glock in my lap, if you run up you dyin'
She tried to trap me, I'm rich and I'm fine
Glock in my lap, if you run up you dyin'
Ayy, I say that shit everytime, what
That shit free Thug and Slime (What?)
I say that shit everytime
That shit free Thug and Slime
