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l.l.t. - sinn6r lyrics

[intro: niko bellic, badman, jacob hughes]
* hey! ah!
* hey boy, don’t move, don’t move
* what the f*ck, are you kidding me?
* me say don’t move boy. who are you? where ya come from? who are you?
* hey, man, i’m here to see jacob. it’s niko
* niko?
* badman, what gwa’an down there so!?
* some boy down here, sir, beat up the door!

[chorus]
lock down for a month, trim coming all mad
looking like i just come fresh home
l.l.t, long live me, i can see another demon with me
now she belling down my phone (yeah*yeah)
i can tell you put pain in a cone
god keep telling her lеave him alone
but the six stay rеnt free up in the dome
making her moan but still hating my tone like
if the six on the line, make the show turn columbine
columbine, leaving ’em dead
stay for the bacon solving a debt
who wanna bet my soul, live to regret
god complex like where?
i’m close from hating myself, real k!lla hater
none of them are on me, i can see the radar
f*ckin’ jawns that i’m after make her come last
[verse]
had a flame in the gaza, but it weren’t twin, no win
happy ever after mixed in
baby, show me how low can it go
take a breath, uh, take it slow
she ain’t ever home, she be out sniffing white snow
thinking that she telling me her wallets blessed
i be taking more if i was honest
seventeen, i was popping blue pills not in college
grab that there, you can two’s this, i don’t want it
quite ironic if you found another n*gga like me
do drugs like me, f*ck you just like me
if i talk about the others, you won’t take lightly, nah*nah
ex wanna best friend me, nah*nah
opps still want their checks on me, nah*nah
if i walk up in the show, no glare from a ho
then it must’ve been mens only, nah*nah

[chorus]
lock down for a month, trim coming all mad
looking like i just come fresh home (free me)
l.l.t, long live me, i can see another demon with me
now she belling down my phone (yeah*yeah)
i can tell you put pain in a cone
god keep telling her leave him alone
but the six stay rent free up in the dome
making her moan but still hating my tone like
if the six on the line, make the show turn columbine
columbine, leaving ’em dead
stay for the bacon solving a debt
who wanna bet my soul, live to regret
god complex like where?
i’m close from hating myself, real k!lla hater
none of them are on me, i can see the radar
f*ckin’ jawns that i’m after make her come last

- sinn6r lyrics

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