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lil blade - scratching down the 6 كلمات أغنية

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[verse 1: lil blade]
all this sh_t can change, better stack it for the rain
take your ho up out that focus, i’ll put her in a range
lil ass pebbles, all pointers in my chain
couldn’t help myself but hustle, that sh_t running through my vaines
lately [?] been f_cking on no groupies
stumbling out the club, 42 all on my louis
whole mob icy, looking like we signed to gucci
if the sale gon’ head, wrap the b_tches, bring it to me
smooth n_gga, hoes love me, i got more to catch
my n_gga [?] closet full of orange bags
dropped a bag and kept it pushing, like i doordash
your wh0re mad, ’cause once i get my nut off i get bored fast
live this sh_t for real, bairley be on social media
only time you see one of my hoes is if you see me with them
me and quon have money [?] beefing with him
[?] apple fridder, got me breathing different
f_ck your baby mamas, still ain’t got no kids
how you up a hundred thousand, still ain’t got no kicks?
[?] your watch, it ain’t even got no grip
if it ain’t twenty plus, you won’t see it on my wrist

[chorus: lil blade]
i don’t want no 36, i’ll put that on my b_tch
had to take a couple l’s, just to put me on my sh_t
f_ck a bad ho, then scratch off my list
filling up on [?] got me scratching down the 6
ain’t sh_t funny, still laughing like a b_tch
f_ck rap, once i get an m, then i quit
ain’t gotta tell me nothing, eah, i know that i’m the sh_t
brought her to the crib, went and told her friends that i’m rich
[verse 2: icewear vezzo]
ain’t gotta tell them nothing, b_tches know that i’m the sh_t
hundred shooters on the 6, n_ggas know that i’m big crip
i’ve been telling n_ggas that i was gon’ blow, then i did
been getting cash since 9/11, ten chains [?]
then i drop some shoes, some more ice, and then a movie
let them check my resume, [?] i’ve been [?]
[?] label, i can’t wait for [?]
i ain’t got no rap friends, tryna link, n_gga, i’m gucci
i don’t give a f_ck about your plug or your cd
i’m a millionaire for real, these n_ggas lil boys to me
[?] all my life, sold a lil boy [?]
you can ask my youngings, bet i feed my whole team
remember i was locked, n_ggas tried to count me out
remember i was broke, and n_ggas tried to keep me [?]
and when i lost my lane, i had to find another route
n_gga, all i want is money, i can go without the clout

[chorus: lil blade]
i don’t want no 36, i’ll put that on my b_tch
had to take a couple l’s, just to put me on my sh_t
f_ck a bad ho, then scratch off my list
filling up on [?] got me scratching down the 6
ain’t sh_t funny, still laughing like a b_tch
f_ck rap, once i get an m, then i quit
ain’t gotta tell me nothing, eah, i know that i’m the sh_t
brought her to the crib, went and told her friends that i’m rich

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