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never been average - slump6s lyrics

[intro]
(yuh, yuh)
had your hoe top me up after a long day
i put the b in the bank
bb on my ma’f*cking waist
i f*cked on your b*tch, ok
she wan’ have my kids, ok
had to chill on the tris, ok
diamond rocks, look at my fist, okay (let’s go)

[verse 1]
i ran this sh*t up independently
i been had more guap then my enemies (yeah)
i dropped that hoe now that b*tch dead to me
i ain’t answering questions no jeopardy
f*ck out my way lil n*gga get left in that new srt it take off like a jet
i couldn’t calculate how much i spend but, its more that you make that’s a hundred percent
f*ck you mean, i ran up a check
vetement jeans, cost a stack
you can’t see me when i pull up, all black
you broke, i’m rich know that hoe a fact
got this hoe on a leash lil bro take her back
i do not wan’ have her heart in my hands
vs1 diamonds on me and they dance
[?] (yeah)
[verse 2]
i get them racks on my own, give a f*ck ‘bout a label don’t need no advance (d*mn)
i ain’t no dummy i got a lil money then i spent that sh*t right on land
every time 6 poppin’ out need the prada chanel on my ma’f*cking pants
n*ggas don’t wan’ talk ‘bout money cause 6 really quick to go back out them bands
this b*tch she wanna suck d*ck and i let her cause she got unlimited hands
lil b*tch she wanna pull up to the function i tell her come bring her lil friends
i’m in new york and i’m linkin’ with lunch i put grabba leaf all in my plans
ran up a milly at 16, the world is ours tat put that sh*t on my hand (d*mn)

[verse 3]
bullets they hot they might give him a tan (brrr brrp)
600 but i f*ck all 10’s (d*mn)
i was down bad n*gga never again
young n*gga went copped me a lance
hop out the scat that dude wanted to dance
put louis v right on my ass
i might catch a lil advance on the cash and spend this sh*t right up in saks
no matter what they gon’ say never been average, never could say i ain’t have it
i f*cked the b*tch once disappeared like its magic, granted her wish like aladdin
you say you love me, then my name get it tatted
im done with this b*tch you can have it
heard he want smoke then them boys better match it cause all of my n*ggas ‘bout action

[chorus]
had yo hoe top me up after a long day
i put the b in the bank
bb on my ma’f*cking waist
i f*cked on your b*tch, ok
she wan’ have my kids, ok
had to chill on the tris, ok
diamond rocks, look at my fist, okay
i know i said what i said b*tch take it the wrong way (wrong way)
to flipping them bricks, ok (brrr, brrr)
that juug finna hit, ok (brrr)
i turned that hoe all different ways
she just wanna see how i taste
im balling so hard, nba
i don’t want the s*x gimme face
[verse 4]
she on her knees colin kaepernick
i digress hold up man i’m back in it
i wear vetement swag ain’t no jacking this

my og moving weight just like breaking bad
im like what i can say just to make her mad
i ball hard like tracy mcgrady [?]
rock her white like crack in the 80’s, man
i got chips on chips like i’m brady, man
n*ggas washed up something like ad, man
i never move with a f*cking plan
i told my brother to stick to the plan
your b*tch on my d*ck like a super fan
just like nike told brother lets do it man

- slump6s lyrics

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