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shot 4 shot - 645ar lyrics

[intro: 645ar]
(i’m a little tipsy, but let’s retune it)
don’t play wit’ him
(daddy)

[chorus: 645ar]
i lost some homies, b*tch, part of the plot
case it get lonely at the top (yeah!)
what you know about going shot for shot?
why these n*ggas playin’ with my box?
n*ggas’ only stacks start ass, the game
i’ll slap a n*gga tryna play with my name
i’m sipping codeine for the pain, mixed the type rich for this game
i lost some homies, b*tch, part of the plot
case it get lonely at the top
what you know about going shot for shot? (ba!)
why these n*ggas playin’ with my box?
n*ggas’ only stacks start ass, the game (yeah)
i’ll slap a n*gga tryna play with my name
i’m sipping codeine for the pain (codeine), mixed the type rich for this game

[verse 1: 645ar]
10 am, just made the fit (woo!)
these n*ggas can’t f*ck with me (uh)
there’s a couple n*ggas who wanna k!ll me
but i’m too tech, you can’t do that
ask me for a verse, i don’t shoot back (shoot back)
politicking, i don’t do that
i am tryna see who dat? (who dat?)
i see a opp, imma shoot that up again (grrtah; yeah!), you’ll feel all of my sins
imma stay down till the end, i’m tryna save more than i spend
beef case jerky coming in
if i fall out wit’ a l!ck, do a n*gga like i never knew him (f*ck him)
got smoke, so what is we doing? (f*ck him)
ain’t hard to find, on the block like noon
[chorus: 645ar, yuno miles, both]
i lost some homies, b*tch, part of the plot
case it get lonely at the top (yeah!)
what you know about going shot for shot?
why these n*ggas playin’ with my box?
n*ggas’ only stacks start ass, the game
i’ll slap a n*gga tryna play with my name
i’m sipping codeine for the pain, mixed the type rich for the game

[verse 2: yuno miles]
ayy
i’m just tryna take me some risks
i was broke, i was drinking brisk
tryna fight a n*gga, he hit me with his fists
i don’t buy clothes, i shop at wish
broke up wit’ yo girl, she smell like fish
i got caught when i jumped up her fish
they took me out the game, they put me on the bench
when i eat salad, b*tch, i need rent
we was broke, we had food stamps
me and ‘ar, we both in the trap
we’re just tryna make it out of the trap
no door, but we got the backpack
i ain’t have a bed, i slept on the mat
i ain’t even have no clean towels, so i couldn’t even wash my back
watch, your n*gga mad, he wanna get scr*pped
told a n*gga “run”, like we got blue and black
everybody know i turn black
in the sun, b*tch, i turn black
my shot, n*gga, wanna get to the racks?
me and 645ar in the trap
man, we just tryna get out the trap
we’re just tryna make it out of the trap
yeah, we do this sh*t for the trap
we’re just tryna make it out of the trap
i’m just tryna go and get that cash
i’m just tryna go and get new racks
i’m just tryna go and get them fast
[chorus: 645ar]
i lost some homies, b*tch, part of the plot
case it get lonely at the top (yeah!)
what you know about going shot for shot?
why these n*ggas playin’ with my box?
n*ggas’ only stacks start ass, the game
i’ll slap a n*gga tryna play with my name
i’m sipping codeine for the pain, mixed the type rich for the game
i lost some homies, b*tch, part of the plot
case it get lonely at the top
what you know about going shot for shot? (ba!)
why these n*ggas playin’ with my box?
n*ggas’ only stacks start ass, the game (yeah)
i’ll slap a n*gga tryna play with my name
i’m sipping codeine for the pain (codeine), mixed the type rich for this game

- 645ar lyrics

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