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6000 degrees - $hyfromdatre lyrics

[verse]
ay, ay, aye
these b*tches gotta be kidding me (let’s go)
b*tch call me broke when she livin’ off income
my gucci cost more than your rent, b*tch, literally
these b*tches was fans before they was enemies (duh)
this b*tch is a big dummy
type of b*tch go and flex all her rent money
stop the capping we know you don’t get money (stop the cap)
it was never no beef with this b*tch
man, this hoe is delusional and want some exposure (some еxposure)
this b*tch grown as the f*ck and she twicе as my age
on my life, man, i don’t even know her (on my mama)
insecure, man, that b*tch need some closure
big scorpio, i was born in october
one minute, yeah, i be smoking a opp
then i’m smoking gelato, i must be bipolar
[verse 2]
kickin’ big sh*t with my feet on ’em (ay!)
i ain’t even gotta touch the b*tch
’cause her baby daddy beat on her
no forreal, beat her ass, then he skeete on her
sh*t, and he might even pee on her
it’s a opp hoe in my fat wood
b*tch so broke that she ran out of tissue
and wiped her stank ass with a backwood
but it’s time to close the curtain
b*tch you so wack, i’d rather play with [?]
fresh as f*ck, like my name dish detergent
watch my every move
man, this b*tch steady lurking (why?)
yeah, i’m bout to get it in (what?)
b*tch, how you gon’ diss lookin sponsored by citi trends?
b*tch you a flop, you don’t know what to do
i came back to my talk, we can go [?]

[break]
come on, b*tch
you know you had to mention $hyfromdatre to get some views
stop playin’ (stop playin!)

[outro]
i really beat b*tches for fun
i pulled up on her and she pulled out a gun
i don’t even got the rest of the energy to*
for this lame ass b*tch (no cap)
i should slap the f*ck out your mama
you grown as the f*ck flashing 200 dollars, the f*ck
(b*tch get out the [?] and come get in the field)
you know i’m the face of the city, b*tch
that’s why you mad
lil’ b*tch, aha
b*tch, you know my name
hoe, stop playin with me
this b*tch is goofy
for the record hoe, i don’t stay with my pappy
my rap stating real life
now tell ’em how you was a fan first
aye, the f*ck

- hyfromdatre lyrics

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