Put On - Rexx Life Raj

'Cause I will be a freak until the day, until the dawn

And I could pump, pumping that thing

Might be in love with that thing

It make me feel some type of way, I might be drunk off that thing

I’m going dumb in that thing

I’m no rookie down south, with a mouth full of girl scout cookies

I’m a fucking Rexx, yea

Triple X, hit it from the front, back, side, triple threat

Goddamnit if ya

(If you look this good) I wonder how it taste

On some Rexx Life shit, just put it, right on my face

I’m nasty, don’t ask me, I love clapping ass cheeks

I’ll make that shit clap girl, make that shit clap

Imma do it for the hood, do it for the hood

I wish you would come in here looking good

Goddamnit if ya

If you look this good, I want to have a taste

Baby if I touch your body, you can scream my name

Would you look this good, I want to have a taste

Baby if I touch your body, you can scream my name

Who gon', who gon' put on

Who gon', who gon' put on

I will, I will my nigga

I will, I will my nigga

Who gon', who gon' put on

Who gon', who gon' put on

I will, I will my nigga

I will, I will my nigga

Look, the thing is bruh, I been rawer than everybody

In '08 on the track I was catching bodies

When it used to be cool to drive Lexus coupes

I would admire my Regal like a Maserati

I was shotgun with Cole, all in the rich

He was hitting D-Boy all in the bricks

Jamar was still thuggin on 85th

Goon Squad made hits, nigga play The Fence

I was on some FYI shit, that super fly shit

Now I forever bang for that Devin gang, uh

All to say, I been sonnin' these niggas

So oh no, I am not one of these niggas

Don’t confuse me with niggas losing and not improving

I got it and they are not it, like a shoe string, yea

(Shout out Dakota, he told me, «Get off these niggas»)

Look, verbally assault niggas, I done let 'em live

Imma off niggas, I’m an alien, I wanna niggas

Tell 'em take the mask off, bitch I’m hot as summertime asphalt

Lennie, why these niggas off bath salts?

But I’m like 'boutta rap my motherfucking ass off

Cut a bitch off like hacksaw, Jim Duggan

My niggas been thuggin, yea they play the corner like the number eight black

ball

I just want riches and riches and riches

Followed by bitches and bitches and bitches

All that shit you say you got is fictitious

I’m off of this Addie I’m feeling limitless

I’m one with the universe now, the stars are aligned

I would tell you trust me but I trust myself

I’m playing this game with these cards I was dealt

I’m out of the box take your mind out the shell, uh

That’s word to my momma

I’m just a Berkeley nigga blowing on ganja

I’m too positive to do drama

I’m that starving kid and you Ghanda, hungry

Niggas feel some type of way then I must be

Going crazy for niggas that say fuck me

You the same bruh in high school, all musty

Ol' stanky ass boy, fatass

All I wanna do is eat a Twinkie ass boy, jaggin off the pinky ass boy

Oh you don’t get no pussy ass boy, Dikembe lookin ass boy

Lemme stop playin'

I’m so anti-complacent, I’m one with the money adjacent

You should pay homage you know I’m a legend in making

Rexx Daddy