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the 6 - crash rarri lyrics

[intro]
i don’t even be f-ckin’ with none of you b-tch–ss, p-ssy–ss, lame–ss, false-flaggin’–ss, flip-floppin’–ss, b-tch–ss n-ggas, man
ayy

[chorus]
yeah, i’m a rich lil’ n-gga (rich)
not a b-tch, lil’ n-gga (no b-tch)
i bang the 6, lil’ n-gga (the 6)
yeah, that’s crip, lil’ n-gga (crip)
watch how i sh-t on n-ggas (sh-t)
i don’t mix with n-ggas
i f-cked your b-tch, lil’ n-gga (b-tch)
all off the wrist, lil’ n-gga (wrist, wrist, wrist)
yeah, i’m a rich lil’ n-gga (rich)
not a b-tch, lil’ n-gga (uh-uh, uh)
i bang the 6, lil’ n-gga (the 6)
yeah, that’s crip, lil’ n-gga (ooh yeah)
watch how i sh-t on n-ggas (sh-t)
i don’t mix with n-ggas
i f-cked your b-tch, lil’ n-gga (ayy, b-tch)
all off the wrist, lil’ n-gga (ayy, wrist, wrist, wrist)

[verse 1]
eeny, meeny, miny, moe, catch him with a ho (with a ho)
if he holla, let it go, choppa telescope (brrt, brrt, brrt)
223, his melon blown, droptop make your dome (223)
diamonds, they dancin’ like puffy combs, and they two-toned (baby, baby)
yes i’m a richer lil’ n-gga, diamonds, they sicker, lil’ n-gga (they sick)
rollie, no ticker, lil’ n-gga (no tick) wait for the kicker, lil’ n-gga (the kick)
b-tch, i didn’t hit it, lil’ n-gga (ooh) p-ssy is six out of ten (ten)
i wouldn’t hit it again (uh-uh) unless she pull up with her friend (oh yeah)
i might just hop in the benz (skrrt) i might just hop in the porsche
they wanna f-ck on lil’ rarri (lil rar’), i took the ball in their court (court)
she wanna see how i’m livin’ (yeah), she wanna take a lil’ tour (tour)
i wanna f-ck on her friend, that’s just the way i was born

[verse 2]
i ain’t even k!ll the n-gga, it was suicide (he k!lled himself)
n-gga wanna play with me, that mean he wanna die (he wanna die)
first cl-ss yoppa sticks, i let the bullets fly (fly, fly)
n-ggas playin’ offsides, then they get penalized
mama used to tell me be the bigger guy
so i sold my .380 and bought my -ss a .45 (brrt, brrt)
i don’t care you’re crippin’ or drippin’, n-gga you both dyin’ (both)
if the n-gga talk to the pigs, turn him to pork rinds (p-ssy n-gga)
catch me walkin’ ’round with the pole, i might go blind
i’m just tryna ice out my watch, like i froze time (freeze)
b-tch actin’ bougie ’round me, and she don’t drive (don’t drive)
wanna ride with a g, she gon’ nose dive (crash rarri, skrrt)

[verse 3]
pit stop, check my left pock’ and my right pock’
tick tock, all about my digits like a wristw-tch
tick tock, time is money, p-ssy, you can kick rocks
big chop, jerkin’ on that yoppa make your pen drop
who dat, crippin’, now you blood? you a flip-flop
tip top, real don dada, i don’t get caught
big guap, n-gga, f-ck a label, i don’t get bought
hip-hop, n-gga, i ain’t no rapper, i’m a 6 star
message, did y’all n-ggas get the message?
’cause every time that i get dressed, the media address it (address it)
i’ma get every f-ckin’ dollar if n-ggas present (present)
these hoes act like intersections, they go all directions (directions)

[outro]
lil’ n-gga, lil’ n-gga
lil’ n-gga, lil’ n-gga
lil’ n-gga
lil’ n-gga, ayy
how it go?
it go crash rarri, young rarri, crash rarri, young rarri
skrrt, skrrt
i love you, rarri

- crash rarri lyrics

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