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tripm0neyy - 6 figures lyrics

[verse 1: tripm0neyy]
aye, 6 n_ggas, 6 figures, we in the 6 wit’ it
bad b_tches, they sucking d_ck and get nasty with it
typa n_gga they’d get the bag and go stash that b_tch
came back with cash, know what, go stash again
i crash whips three times, but i ain’t trip, though
lotta times i done failed, but i ain’t lose hope
i’m looking at this , n_gga, what you need time for?
i’m on my way to the pape, n_gga, where your grind go?
we on a dice, i bet it all on ten or four
i ain’t know they’d give me it boe, yeah they still did it, though
got off track, like a train on the rail
now i’m back on my grind, i know them bills in the mail
then i pop a perk, so now not a lot of pain, hard to tell
let me see that syrup, i can tell by the smell
and the boes we got, going out via mail
and you can tell a n_gga b_tch, ’cause he frail
i put plans together, i like to multitask
same n_gga from back then, with a bigger bag
i got my eyes open, i got a mission going on that only i’m knowing
i had to put the woods down, and grab the loose leaves
i had to put the glock down and come with
these n_ggas know what’s going on, when big trip speak
i make it happen, for the days n_gga’s mind was weak
n_gga
[verse 2: rmc mike]
a hundred k ain’t sh_t, i made a play for eighty racks, then threw it straight on my wrist
i gotta go and get it now, no, i can’t wait on no b_tch
get to drankin’ stretch ?, i made an eight out of six
who would believe that spice talk could get us way lot of [?]
i’m bored betting on the game, ’cause that pay off the sh_t
this worker drop a free quick, it’s coming straight off a brick
he lost his life tryna fight, i’m coming straight off the hip
d_mn, we got bam on the beat, this b_tch a slapper
you n_ggas that got no type of hustle, your mr. [?]
f_ck the airplane, we stuffed a hundred boes inside a camper
i keep a honeybun, for them n_ggas tryna [?]
eh, she tried to lie, say i ain’t hit, but it’s on camera
i walk him down with twelve shots, this a standard
boes in for twenty_six, you n_ggas smoking [?]
i can’t trust these fake n_ggas, so it’s just me and my hammer
the [fe?] in my best friend, can’t follow sh_t you n_ggas do, because i set trends
the glock with the ripples on it, it’s the best gen
he tried to outrap the goat, i made him back ten
cathedral’s ceilings, marbel floors is how i’m living now
that drank ain’t good for a n_gga, but still can’t sit it down
i’m getting money with them same n_ggas that been around
trip, a n_gga play with me or you, we gotta sit him down
no cap n_gga

- tripm0neyy lyrics

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