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gimme that - 6ix4ever lyrics

intro

did it again
ah ah ah ah
64 64 64 64
gimme that
gimme that
sandyyy
burr burr
know what the f*ck going on b*tch

chorus

gimme that gimme that
i got rich on the internet
paypal sent me a money bag
paypal sent me a money bag yo
gimme that gimme that
i got rich on the internet
paypal sent me a money bag
paypal sent me a money bag yo

verse 1

up in the building im geeked off a lean
nut on her face had to f*ck up her mabaleen
all these rappers ain’t half what they seem
don’t trust what you hear or believe nun you see
thesе b*tches try and snake ya out
try and make ya out brokе im rich god knows
this whip a fully auto
sh*t got legroom so go ahead touch your toes
go on get naked pick up your pants off the floor
she shaking now f*ck her so good like woah
gimme that
gimme that
gimme a rack for a hook
a&rs calling i really be balling im booked
came out the bottom im up off a good look
really got rich off a play ain’t no goodluck
this b*tch a eater just come for a quick f*ck
chorus

verse 2

paypal filled my handbag
scored your b*tch from maintag
hurt moral from a pricetag
bought myself ap for the jet lag
p*ssy pop on my phone (foul on the play)
red flag
dam i look good tonight
reading ya mind its freaky sh*t picture this im up in her spine
hah!
feeling super phased
taste chanel lace
liquors popping b*tches chase b*tches taste and missies hit the club to f*ck it up
skinny as h*ll but i hold real weight
pockets full straight outta the gate
i’m losing my bands tuck it in her band
throwing it back then outta my face
chorus

verse 3

fork over the money i need me a wire like asap
this for the times when they tried to replace me
payback for all the times they try to phase me out
look at these diamond these sh*ts hit hd

verse 4

i do numbers b*tch i do bits
two on a jacket im off my rick
team like windows that’s my clique
four by four i ram that chick

verse 5
all black mink like a pimped out batman
spiked up a colour
hurt when i’m choking
give me the signal i know when to go in
give me a riddle say it’s time to slow dance

verse 6

hoe can’t even get up with me this a two seat whip got bro in the seat
we ride around timid just know we creeping
way to much money around to be beefing

outro

racks
we got bare p’s
hundos
know we eating good
racks
thousands
godd*mn
jack jack
sandy
burr
f*ck going on man
money bag yo

- 6ix4ever lyrics

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