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all day - slump6s lyrics

[intro]
skrr (swi*swishrr beats)
g2, g2, g2, g2, g2, g2, g2
g2, g2, g2, g2, g2, g2, g2

[verse 1]
ayy, ayy, v8 engine in the front, huh
i got a bad b*tch in the back (i do)
ayy, b*tch, i ain’t really with the stunts
they hear my sh*t and run it back
hey, know n*ggas tryna see what i’m on
hey, know n*ggas f*ckin’ with the kid (on god, woo)
finesse the label, now i’m gone (woo)
could teach yo ass how to get rich

[chorus]
all day (yeah), been countin’ up all day (all day)
my b*tch on that runway, she f*ck with my feng shui (feng shui)
two fifty on cartier watch (skrrt), [?]
i’m takin’ off, n*gga just watch
from monday to sunday

[verse 2]
they said to k!ll or be k!lled
i’m k!llin’ with louie v fabrics
b*tch i gotta lot on my mind, i ain’t losin’ it, n*gga somethin’ like the mavericks
put on for my brothers, every chance i get, ’cause i want ’em up if somethin’ happen (hmm)
i’m startin’ to realize that i’m really sick that b*tch said she hate me, started laughing
[?] cup, gotta re*up
these n*ggas f*gs it’s sum’ like madea
f*ck that b*tch once, tell her, “see you”
i get a bag, she wet like a [?]
got fye on my lap everytime that i pop out, ’cause i don’t really f*ck with people
that b*tch she lyin’ if she say that i don’t got racks, put that b*tch in high rise then i leave her (yeah, yeah)
yeah, that’s just what i do (i do)
we got motion, but what about you? (no cap)
it’s some n*ggas that sh*tted on me, tryna come back around, man that’s really the truth
had to kick em’ the f*ck out the crew
had to kick the b*tch out of my spot
that b*tch asked me, how many times of the week do i laugh to the bank, b*tch i do that a lot (c’mon, c’mon)
[chorus]
all day, been countin’ up all day
my b*tch on that runway (doo), she f*ck with my feng shui
two fifty on cartier watch, [?]
i’m takin’ off, n*gga just watch
from monday to sunday

[verse 3]
skrrt, skrrt
ayy, freak hoe tryna eat me down to the bone
i was down on my ass, i had to figure out, lil’ b*tch i got this sh*t on my own
someone told my twin gotta re*up, then i started sippin’, it’s the only way i can cope
n*gga it’s only me and rx poppin’ from my city i swear i’m the hope
and when my brother died, swear to god that sh*t affected me right down to the core
i’m just tryna unwind, f*ckin’ on this b*tch named bethany, i swear she a wh0re (slatt, slatt, slatt)
and my twin got a 9 millimeter beam attached, in case we ready for war
b*tch you wastin’ my time, send her to the clothin’ section, then i head straight to the door
got some money, but lil’ b*tch i want more
huh, got some hang time, tryna pull her hair straight to the floor
huh, take a step inside my shoes, baby i could show you the ropes
but don’t get this sh*t confused, baby, once i nut, gotta go
and i’m back in the city, coolin’ with my gang countin’ up*

[chorus]
all day (day), been countin’ up all day (all day)
my b*tch on that runway (no cap), she f*ck with my feng shui (she do)
two fifty on carti’, carti’
ayy (skrrt, skrrt), two fifty on cartier watch
[?]
i’m takin’ off, n*gga just watch (let do it)
[verse 4]
feel like harden, he stirrin’ the pot (c’mon)
i wear prada on everything that i step out in, and lil’ b*tch and that’s down to the socks (no cap)
big body, i’m swervin’ the lot (let’s go)
i can’t trust the lil’ b*tch, she be lyin’
don’t try to check up on me, b*tch i’m fine
gotta make sure this money in line

[outro]
no cap

- slump6s lyrics

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