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down6 - snapped! lyrics
(verse 1: down6)
there ain’t no more talkin, i k!ll it, like hit mans
i pull up with choppas, they stacked in the minivan
flow is so hot, i dont need me a frying pan
carefully scoping, they call me a business man
i been up, walking and drippin like beakers
yo b_tch h_lla round, she be lookin like peter
it’s six on the beat, you gon need you a heater
i slip out kitty, like it was some vaseline
son of a god, with the unique ability
some never stop, i been k!llin since infancy
murder the game and not giving my sympathy
so much with k!lling, they calling me tiffany
ayе, you can never keep me tamеd
i got tracks and racks for f_cking days
im crunching rappers like it was some lays
you ain’t ready for the motherf_ckin wrath and rain
(verse 2: orion)
they say that i’m disrespectful b_tch pull up f_ck the computer
ima rob a 90 year old make her live inside the sewer
riding with my dogs but all the opps the ones that getting neutered
we gon run up turn his f_cking body to a chicken skewer
get into buisness i get into bitcoin
pull up with choppas they makin a big noise
b_tches want beef just like it was a sirloin
ar with the stock like the market the gmc
ain’t no decivin me, thievery, b_tch im to picky
so there is no pleasing me
literal visionary with the scenery
you get deflated if you want the beef with me
(verse 3: _down6_ and orion)
_turning everybody in a motherf_ckin blood stain_
air it out now hit em like it was some bug spray
_fully automatic, imma pull up on a sunday_
they tried to run away but i got em they were not safe
_like gotenks, imma hit em with a fusion_
spin it one time leave the opp block clueless
_fly like a dove, hit the mic and imma abuse it_
just like a mechanic hit em with a new tool b_tch
invest it and flip it the numbers the digits
i used to be dreaming ambitions were mythical
wanted the status had to be a criminal
now i be turning the coins into physical
currency, f_ck up a register dash and then
split it deposit it nervously
i send the shots you can look at the curvature
confident bars how i spit it assertively
(verse 4: down6)
they say that i been getting c_cky
b_tch you probably f_cking right
i could f_ck yo sister on ya bed on any friday night
take some f_ckin hits, while im in church
they call me satan, why?
im burning my surroundings
make these sinners f_ckin burned and fried
(hook: down6)
there ain’t no more talkin, i k!ll it, like hit mans/
i pull up with choppas, they stacked in the minivan/
flow is so hot, i dont need me a frying pan/
carefully scoping, they call me a businessman/
i been up, walking and drippin like beakers/
yo b_tch h_lla round, she be lookin like peter/
it’s six on the beat, you gon need you a heater/
i slip out kitty, like it was some vaseline/
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