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company - 60k exclusives lyrics

[intro]

(ay)
(60k exclusives)
(b*tch ass n*gga what the f*ck goin’ on man)
(b*tch ass n*gga, hoe ass n*gga ah, ah)

[verse: kj2ugly]

i know that the opps some b*tches
i know that they ain’t on sh*t
i might pour me down some wock
i might pour me down some tris
yo b*tch all up on my team
tell her to get up off of it
p*ssy n*gga think he scary, what? that is an accomplishment?
i got gang with me we f*ck ‘round
pop in yo sh*t, we sp*wnin’ sh*t
i check a n*gga, like a nike sponsorship
you n*ggas ain’t on that
i just got the backup from my fam
get back before you get blam
b*tch, i got that five, its in my hand
i got that five its up on me
i was f*ckin’ on your b*tch
n*gga, cause its comforting
b*tch you knew d*mn well yo hoe a trick
n*gga, so don’t come for me
d*mn, yo b*tch wet as f*ck
imma let her cum for me
i can not lie, i comе from the slums, what the f*ck you want from me
b*tch i makе the pack do a flip
that sh*t just gon’ jump for me
if i’m with the gang, b*tch ass n*gga, can’t get stumped for free
i just shot so many shots out the chop, i felt a breeze
run down on an opp then put his b*tch ass in a leaf
ah ah, b*tch don’t f*ck wit me
b*tch, i keep that glock, its stuck to me
a n*gga starter trippin’, so im stumbling
the ball was in my hands, i was fumbling
had to glow up on my own, it was tough for me
n*gga that glock always keeps me company
your b*tch she lovin’ me
n*gga, run up a bag, n*gga, then double it
[verse: warrenxo]

(ay) run up a bag, lil’ b*tch, i double it
i just got the pack, lil’ b*tch, i’m never fumblin’
i just make some money, b*tch you know i’m thumbin’ quick
and he posted with the fake guns, boy, stop that sh*t
stop that sh*t, boy, you live a cap life
i just told my b*tch, imma wife you if you f*ckin’ act right
i’m mr. act with the sprite, i’m mr. act with the sprite
imma call ‘em by tonight, call up kj for the pint
i just f*cked a hoe, i just spent the night
posted in the trap, switches, got them twin glocks
yeah, till my f*ckin’ heart stop
imma keep on doing this rap sh*t
if this sh*t stop
imma do that trap sh*t
imma keep on doing that rap sh*t
imma keep on doing that rap sh*t
got my bands up, you know i’m actin’ rich
no more actin’ rich, i’m actin’ stupid
i just shot a hoe, i shot on cupid
i just keep them glocks, keep me company
got a b*tch bad, she want to come with me
got a bag, i just brang it to deposit
got a bag, but you know i’m never stoppin’
got a watch, b*tch, you know i’m gonna cop it
vvs in my t**th, man sip my pint

- 60k exclusives lyrics

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