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illuminati - 6ierre & dougie jay lyrics

(dougie jay):
labeled illuminati
they say iʼm selling my soul
they see iʼm selling out shows, uh
derek luke from biker boyz
the tunnel vision just happened
canʼt keep my eyes closed, uh
never been materialistic
my mindset kinda different
tryna make these records gold
possibly go platinum like this ap
he vocalize and harmonize but ainʼt me
sippin henny, directing fl!cks like spike lee
crystal clear with the closure i give, hd
time flew, the dreads grew, you hate what i became
deep down you want to extend your hand to me
fantasizing about trips we coulda took together
half naked, smoking pressure in tropical weather
look in the mirror like i deserve more
standing ovations and encores

(6ierre):
i ainʼt never had sh-t
i just want a bad b-tch
sold out shows, get them hoes & i like that cash quick
she a bad b-tch
big olʼ big olʼ booty how then pants fit?
remember mckinley?
they use to laugh at how my pants fit
skinnys and some vans
finger on the trigger
i got money in my pocket
iʼm a north side n-gga
illuminati
maserati
got a bad b-tch right beside me
no i didnʼt sell my soul i get them bodies like deposits
my ex just had left me i didnʼt mean to hurt you
(my ex somewhere lurking i didnʼt mean to hurt you)
iʼm on a flight to the a
i gotta b-tch in the bay
i f-ck with crips in la
i watch yo strings be my lace

(dougie jay):
iʼm taking flights to the 6
dispensary getting lit
you at the crib smoking spliffs
f-ck her then send for a lyft
andy capp with the chips
andy capp with the chips

(king stevie d.):
they call me sauce with the drip
you might f-ck around and just slip
i just wanna get my momma in a brand new benz
pray one day make it rich
iʼm just masterminding everyday tryna come out the trenches
constantly having brainstorms
remember in the dark without the water on
got with dat drop my ceo he turned the faucet on
diamonds looking like illuminati
so many cuts up on my wrist itʼs lookinʼ like iʼm bout to catch a body
in the back of the bugatti getting top from this white b-tch and
she go to college
and she like the mollys
oh my god she might just wanna pop it
dolce & gabbana on my body
touring cross the globe whippinʼ masiʼs
whole team high power, yeah
oh yeah
go against the gang b-tch you outta here
(go against that gang and you outta here)

- 6ierre dougie jay lyrics

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