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ode - slump6s lyrics

[intro]
cxo
yeah

[verse]
mask on me, i feel so sedated, when i’m on the gas, homie
f*ckin’ on this blasian b*tch, she got some ass, homie (pfft)
all white diamonds, caucasian, and the coupe all black, homie
b*tch, i’m in them lanes, i’m swervin’ in that track’, homie
took that ho’ for season, then i sent her back home, yeah
you can say what you want, i’m still rich, sh*t don’t matter, homie
i*i*i’m steppin’ on sh*t, i’m f*ckin’ on these model hoes, yeah
when i’m off this roxy, it feel like i’m dyin’ slowly
told my twin to, “chill out, up off them percs”, ’cause he might od, od
it’s a [?]
sent like 10 shots out the window (bee, bee)
i count big guap, b*tch, it’s been us
f*ck this bad hoe, now shе [?]
f*ck that hoe, i just want her friend though
big ass polе, send him to that n*gga
countin’ guap, same color as [?]
can’t move wrong, i’m a public figure
put red dots on him like a freckle
keep a chop’, i can’t trust these n*ggas
beat her back, make her feel the difference
this why some n*ggas act like b*tches
broke her heart, told her, “i can’t fix it”
cut ’em off, n*ggas inefficient
like a bomb, blow up any minute
off and on me, and that b*tch twinin’
this a calm fit, rockin’ balenciaga, but i got a stylist in rick
he move wrong n*gga, i’ma up at his pockets n*gga, leave a hole in his sh*t
like alarm, n*gga, wake ’em up when it’s time for this sh*t, i’m the one and the six
i’m beyond n*ggas, i don’t gotta sign anything, b*tch, i’m still finna get rich
what they offer me, it’s like [?], i went to spend it on drip
oh yeah, it’s a honor to me when these n*ggas talk down on me, it just mean that they pay attention
oh yeah, put that fye up on ’em, we gon’ light up his living room, now ain’t no one livin’ in it
issey miyake when i walk in lenux
try to ride me like harley davis then i’m wit’ it
i’m sippin’ purple barney in my cup, n*gga f*ck what you talkin’ ’bout, i’m keepin’ steal
i just went put some marni on my foot, rockin’ expensive fur, these n*ggas know the deal
hop in that trackhawk now that boy on foot, n*ggas said i went broke, i doubled up the wheels
countin’ me out, they had to let me cook, couldn’t go out like*, you know who, let’s keep it seal
cut n*ggas out the picture, they said i’m out of pocket, but they just couldn’t keep it real
groupie ho, she just wanna touch up on my pockets, i f*ck that ho and then i dip
he said, “it’s f*ck me”, why the f*ck that n*gga keep watchin’ me? tell him, “get up off my d*ck”
google my net worth, man, them n*ggas off by a mile, but i’m still finna let ’em guess
bullet keep flyin’, lookin’ like the pledge of allegiance the way he holdin’ on his chest
ho in denial, i ain’t tryna give her a title the way she suck me up the best
shootin’ like kyle korver, n*gga play with my body, then he get bodied like the rest
b*b*b*tch i’m the td, these n*ggas know i stay with my dogs, lil’ n*gga, rip to lex

- slump6s lyrics

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