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slump6s - heavy weight lyrics

[intro]
yeah, spend a bag, make it back, it’s too easy
[?]
i_i_i poured a line in my cup, now i’m leanin’ (c’mon)

[chorus]
fn, rip him to pieces
back door open, we leavin’ ’em bleedin’ (skrrt)
huh, son said to go up, it’s my season (yeah)
(thanks, zuko)
i’m on that time, ’cause they gave me a reason
let do it, i’m on the top floor, top dog
known to take f_ck n_ggas tops off, top five
slump put that boy on the news, fox 5
rich n_gga, i’m countin’ chicken, popeyes
huh, b_tch tryna f_ck when we locked eyes
chop in that srt, this sh_t got frog eyes
huh, i shop a lot at the mall, type (yeah)
i f_cked this b_tch off the pеrc’, i went all night

[verse 1]
i do this sh_t like three times, gеt the song right
huh, freestyle sh_t, b_tch i don’t write
chief keef, whole bunch of sh_t that i don’t like
repeat, y’all n_ggas copies of me
put a mexican ho in her place, shawty shakin’ that ass, like maracas on me
got a glock in my hand, ain’t no talkin’ with me
when i walk in the store, like it’s park, i’ma green
me_me and the whole gang havin’
facetime with that b_tch, i ain’t tryna smash it
three_hundred a zip, i ain’t tryna match it
i’m rich as a b_tch, racks stuffed in the mattress
young n_gga, i walk to the bank really laughin’
sippin’ on wock’, but i’m missin’ the addy
i drop off a hit, like a amazon package
racks stuffed in my pants, that’s why i’m really saggin’
i’m smokin’ on top shelf, b_tch, off the pound
we just copped the black truck, we get around
only smoke fat blunts, i’m rollin’ loud
c’mon, i_i_i don’t even got preform
i been practicin’ this, every shot with the form
rocks on my neck, coppin’ sh_t when i’m bored
real sh_t, top dog, he been on the board
no b_tch, pray to me like i’m the lord
lil’ 6, i done ran up six figures, lil’ b_tch, i’m a millionaire (woo)
you ain’t got no type of drip, you can’t get in there (woo)
diamonds hypnotic, that b_tch tryna sit and stare (woo)
i’m at the show, on the stage gettin’ lit as h_ll (woo)
huh, i can’t f_ck with that ho, ’cause she kiss and tell (woo)
yeah, in my bag, this sh_t deep, like a wishing well
uh, push up, i got heat, i’ma wish him well
that lil’ boy want a feat’, tell him, “hit the zelle”
r_r_racks ain’t nothin’ to me, i keep thumbin’ up
yeah, yo b_tch good with the head, but she dumb as f_ck
huh, sippin’ green, that lil’ boy runnin’ out of luck
f_f_f_ck what they mean, i get racks, let me count it up
uh_huh, pour the drank in my cup, got me actin’ up
if i f_ck that bih’, cuh, i like her, she back it up
walk down gang, he keep ridin’, we pack him up
new tennis chain on my neck, like a racket, uh_huh
[bridge]
yeah, [?]

[chorus]
fn, rip him to pieces
back door open, we leavin’ ’em bleedin’
huh, son said to go up, it’s my season
i’m on that time, ’cause they gave me a reason
let do it, i_i_i’m on the top floor, top dog
known to take f_ck n_ggas tops off, top five
slump put that boy on the news, fox 5
rich n_gga, i’m countin’ chicken, popeyes
huh, b_b_b_tch tryna f_ck when we locked eyes
chop in that srt, this sh_t got frog eyes
huh, i_i_i shop a lot at the mall, type
i f_cked this b_tch off the perc’, i went all night

[verse 2]
i got all type of carat diamonds, yeah, what you want do?
i_i_i put her lip on top of that chain, got her wet like a pool
i’m with my gang, n_gga who you?
i’m rockin’ new prada boots with the trues
n_gga want warfare, call up the troops
twin set up that plan, that’s “blue 42” (c’mon)

[outro]
skrrt
blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
you ain’t got no type of drip, you can’t get in there

- slump6s

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