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slump6s - chinese food (plaqueboymax diss wars song) lyrics

[part i]

[intro]
my fault, i gotta take care of my son real quick
evil empire
n_ggas done got me back in that mode (come on)

[verse]
gotta take care of my son, he don’t listen to me, but he listen to zeke
blowin’ down all of them cigs, that lil’ boy wanna die, but he live for the beef, haha
cuss on my name, i don’t gotta write no more, but, b_tch, i’m in it for the breesh, d_mn
rat n_gga fell [?] for the persona and then he couldn’t keep it p
but i know you ashamed of yourself
grown_ass man and your a&r callin’ you dirty, i know you ain’t bathin’ yourself
finna cop a new crib, i got an llc and a brand and i made it myself
know you happy you took this lil’ sh_t to rap, ’cause with hands, it ain’t no one to help
need to put down the cigs, lil’ n_gga, me and gang really smokin’ on top shelf (buh, buh, buh)
you was in my phone cryin’ like a b_tch
sent a lo’ and said, “p_ssy, come get me a flight,” now we tryna get views off of twitch? i get it (on gang)
i had to dub the lil’ offer that came from your bum_ass label, that sh_t not hittin’
shout out lil’ max, i got five_star hoes on my d_ck and your b_tch the next one, just kiddin’ (on god)
that b_tch trash
your mama see you, i know that she mad
i know she probably raised you to be better, he wanted to be a follower instead
look where that got him
b_tch, you a lil’ guy, n_gga, no problem
only f_ck grown hoes, n_gga, no ____, huh
chrome hearts all on my collar
f_ck ’bout a deal, still ballin’, igoudala, deadass
let’s have a moment of silence for what the f_ck’s under that kufi, a real_life headass
steve harvey in the face with a ten_year_old body, the n_gga should be in a sped class
nineteen and i’m on my second property, i been the one, i meant that sh_t when i said that
callin’ up swift, he gon’ send the live for me, he try to push up, swear to god, he get sent back
[part ii]

[intro]
ayy
ayy, top dog sh_t, you already know what the f_ck goin’ on, man ([?] where are you?)

[verse]
ayy, i got a show in miami next week, that sh_t on the pace right now to sell out
know how to finesse a label, i’ll get a lil’ chip, but h_ll nah, i won’t sell out
you know what they to do lil’ n_ggas like you inside that, that’s why you had to tell out
dirty_ass room that you be sittin’ in all day, how do you take the smell out, n_gga?
[?] made this sh_t scary, it made this sh_t horror, yeah, somethin’ like get out, huh (somethin’ like get out)
we the one with all the drugs in that b_tch and my n_gga been known to supply it, hold up
got all the paperwork right in your face, n_gga, you the one that pointed them out, b_tch
every time i’m in the mall and i see some new marni, a n_gga go buy it
i do whatever i want, b_tch, f_ck would i listen to you for?
perfect example, right message, wrong messages, shut the f_ck up and go make your ass useful
after this lil’ sh_t, i gotta catch a flight, i might pop a lil’ x, send my ass right to pluto
go tell your label that i need a payment for this since you stuck to them n_ggas like glue, though
uh, b_tch, i could do this all day, uh_huh
y’all rap n_ggas’ food on my plate
was seventeen first, i got twenty bands, nowadays, that’s just a regular day, uh_huh
you better not slip up around him, boy, you better watch out for officer jace
they thought i was trippin’ off drugs, but i’m trippin’ off all of this money i make
uh, b_tch, i could do this all day, uh_huh
y’all rap n_ggas’ food on my plate
was seventeen first, i got twenty bands, nowadays, that’s just a regular day, uh_huh
you better not slip up around him, boy, you better watch out for officer jace
they thought i was trippin’ off drugs, but i’m trippin’ off all of this money i make

- slump6s lyrics

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