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no id - slump6s lyrics

[intro]
uh, uh, yeah
runnin’ the race, i’m way too high
uh, no, ha
runnin’ the race, i’m way too high
runnin’ the race, i’m way too high
uh, uh, ooh, yeah
uh, uh, uh

[verse 1]
don’t do no flexin’ for ig
i’m finna walk in the club, get a drink with no id
ain’t no bullsh*t gettin’ by me
i carry big glocks and they k!ll, kamikaze (k!ll, kamikaze)
uh, make sure he callin’ my phone
rockin’ a rick owen coat, ha
i’m in the game, no coach
and my b*tch bad from coach (bad from coach)
b*tch, i own sh*t
you don’t know sh*t
he like, “oh, sh*t”
i’m finna get to the bag, n*gga, no sh*t
that n*gga goin’ out sad on that broke sh*t
all*black tinted windows on a cool, caramel interior
i heard like she don’t got parents at home, who is your superior?
i turn the music up, i ain’t hearin’ her
he talkin’ down, i ain’t hearin’ it
big glock on my motherf*ckin’ lap, blowin’ sh*t like a clarinet
put up a dub, they hatin’, we held it down (held it down)
look like a joke but you act like a clown (act like a clown)
you got a new ho, but she been around (been around)
gettin’ this money has its ups and downs
i finished one show, checked my bag into the flight, gotta get home
that boy a b*tch, boy, he ain’t on sh*t, tell that n*gga, “get sh*t on”
i call up johnny dang for the piece ’cause he tryna see what my wrist on
and i’m turnin’ purple, shoutout thanos, got big wrists, my diamonds got big stones (got big stones)
margiela man, that’s just how i move (that’s how i move)
they tryna ask me how i do it, i say, “this just how i do it” (how i do it)
she tried to say she don’t know me, i’m like, wow, you’re clueless (i’m like, wow, you’re clueless)
i put on my n*ggas and put n*ggas on, i’m the coolest (i’m the coolest)
[bridge]
i’m the coolest, i’m the coolest, ha, i’m the coolest
i’m the coolest, ha, i’m the coolest

[verse 2]
it’s because of the sh*t that i do
it’s because of the sh*t that i do
just because a n*gga’s just like you
copy the trends, boy, you out the loop
pass to my friend, n*gga, alley*oop
pass to my mans, then he gon’ score it
i’m in l.a., n*gga, like a tourist
big ass gun, make a n*gga floor it
if i call my brother up, he gon’ pour it
everything i do, they support it
she told me to pick up the phone, it’s important
can’t f*ck with her now, so i had to ignore it (i had to ignore it)

- slump6s lyrics

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