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you don't know - 67 lyrics

[chorus: dimzy]
spend your whole real[?] job on a skeng
you don’t know about bills and rentals (you don’t know)
love for the big 4 door truck, skengs on peds (nyoom)
draws and bits, hard and pebs
mops and dottys, spinners, automatics
yeah we love all of them
spend your whole real[?] job on a skeng
you don’t know about bills and rentals (you don’t know)
love for the big 4 door truck, skengs on peds (nyoom)
draws and bits, hard and pebs
mops and dottys, spinners, automatics
yeah we love all of them

[verse 1: dimzy]
give me a pack, and a spot, and a phone
imma bill it all up (bill it all up)
i was in the trap on my own
no funds, just fumes and grub (grub, grub, grub)
i was on my toes late night
’cause the phones[?]
cutting up light and dark can get you the things that you want(things that you want)
i’m a breadman, skengman (skengman,skengman)
what the gyaldem want (gyaldem want)
you want beef with the 6
i’ll hit you with the dots, or the spinner what you want? (bow, bow)
flying up o once again
big spliff coming like a trunk (skrt skrt)
i got white like matty
dark like [?] and i rass h*lla buds
skengs in a truck doing road
i see dem man doing suttin that’s a run (dasheen)
bro’s too itchy
pulling that finger that’s next to the thumb (blaow)
skengs in the truck doing road
i see dem man doing suttin that’s a run (dasheen)
bro’s too itchy
pulling that finger that’s next to the thumb (blaow)

[verse 2: monkey]
break down a brick (karate style)
mans coming in bundles
stack looking fat like rick (fat)
i don’t really bus it no more
got h*lla mileage on my kicks (tired)
drops on asap kway
i was moving bread on the 6 (six)
i was moving bread on the 6 (six)
remember that day in the [?]
2 bms up tryna get that down to a pr*ck (r.i.p)
all the sh*t that i done for the gang
wish a n*gga did for the 6 (for the 6)
my loyaltys tied like jigga
[?] like corn from the mizz (whoosh)
25 won’t buck won’t miss (whoosh)
roll up and smoke like wiz
the f*ckboys talk and talk
tryna get a n*gga bagged like crisps (f*ck the opps)
youngboys with kendall and kylie
tryna do a n*gga that slips (do him, do him)
you ain’t never seen blood squirt
or leak from a n*gga you dipped (no)
or leak from a n*gga you dipped (no you ain’t)

- 67 lyrics

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