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g6 freestyle - astrus* lyrics

[chorus: 1nonly]
b*tch pop bottles with the ice
b*tch shake ass you don’t gotta think twice
new guap, big racks, two pills, my sprite
make 45 hits, one year, mike tyson
b*tch throw down, get out
money countin’ just to listen to the sound
and she said she getting money
but that money ain’t been found
i be getting big racks, blue pills, i’m bound

[verse 1: ciscaux]
smoking on that za got me flying like a g6
walked in, no mafia, no 36
bag b*tch, on my left side tryna suck d*ck
everything that your boyfriend can’t be b*tch
huh? oh*oh my god
that ass ain’t real that sh*t a facade
everywhere i walk i’m with my squad
everywhere i go i know i’m hot
go bestie it’s your birthday
i’ma tear this sh*t up in thе worst way
go and take a drink, now your thirsty
you know that we don’t give a f*ck if it’s your birthday
you know that i don’t givе a f*ck if that’s your bestfriend
you know that i don’t give a f*ck if that’s your sister
how i brought that b*tch back to the pad
put her down on the mat and we started playing twister
ima break a b*tch down like jenga
ima break a b*tch down like wranglers
ima break a b*tch down no boy meets world
baby girl you could be my topanga
baby, cisco be getting this paper
baby, cisco be apart of that [?]
do you trust me? [?]
i be in la like a laker
[chorus: 1nonly]
b*tch pop bottles with the ice
b*tch shake ass you don’t gotta think twice
new guap, big racks, two pills, my sprite
make 45 hits, one year, mike tyson
b*tch throw down, get out
money countin’ just to listen to the sound
and she said she getting money
but that money ain’t been found
big racks, blue pills, i’m bound

[verse 2: astrus*]
yeah, astrus come through in the coop
1nonly just hanging off the roof
look at my stance, why so pressed?
i just got a b*tch that flew from j*pan
like, baby go ahead and bussdown
can’t put my hands up with this bussdown dance
let’s go, get this sh*t started
late to the show man, i just departed, huh
b*tch i pull up, make you dance like disco
hey, hi, h*llo, two b*tch with cisco
all paid cash boy this ain’t a rental
i just bought a crib in a private residential
that’s right i’m a six figure, baby
ridin’ round town in the cherry mercedes
smokin’ on moon rock, chillin’ with shady
man i step outside bag a b*tch on the daily like f*ck
[verse 3: wassup rocker]
i don’t care about these bricks
’cause i got 3 more at the crib
this is the fit i rock the show with
open up please, i need me a moshpit
this is the sh*t you paying me with
that first check, with a few comma’s gon’ hit
no apologies babygirl i come off as an assh0l*
i’m a handful my b*tches bashful
i get under her skin like a tattoo
i see a three*story crib and i had too
go ahead and cop that, shout out to [?]
shout out to every b*tch that wants a chance
if it wasn’t for yall, then i won’t be in bags
i got bag in my eyes, crowd with the guys
got that advance with the merch on the side
she knows that it’s nothing personal right?
she knows that it’s nothing personal right?
i’m like b*tch is you serious?
different colored diamonds lookin’ like cereal
tesla interior, different material
elon put me in a new solar vehicle, huh
and i’m not lyin’, tiffany sent me a’lot of the gold
and i love her but i wanted the silver, haha

[chorus: 1nonly]
b*tch pop bottles with the ice
b*tch shake ass you don’t gotta think twice
new guap, big racks, two pills, my sprite
make 45 hits, one year, mike tyson
b*tch throw down, get out
money countin’ just to listen to the sound
and she said she getting money
but there ain’t no money found
i be getting big racks, blue pills, i’m bound

- astrus lyrics

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