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tundra - slump6s lyrics

stone cold racks, lil’ n*gga let’s turn this sh*t to a tundra
i just smoked 3 grams to the face, lil’ n*gga so high, still can’t put the blunt up
i was in la, geeked up with runna
he get two shots, turn to a runner
i was with two hoes, f*ckin’ on two hoes, i done seen two hoes f*ckin’ each other
i got my racks up, word to my mother
pull up, all black coupe like my brothers
i’m tryna put on for all of my brothers
y’all n*ggas so capped out, keep it a hunnid
f*ck a lil’ rap cosign, i don’t want it
when my n*ggas walk down, yeah, they gon’ [?]
they tryna knock me off from resp*wnin’
that ho give me top 5, she gon’ be on it
i’m in the top house, smokin’ on top floor
these n*ggas talk trash, act like ya’ homie
with my top hoe, i walk around like, [?]
rich lil’ [?], i’m head huncho
money on stand fold, b*tch, i don’t know you
wеnt from her headphone straight to hеr neck bone
she givin’ neck with ya young n*gga tourin’
heard your lil’ new sh*t, man, it was torture
we got heat on go, we gon’ torch you
hop inside that fashion, n*gga like [?]
i just pulled up matte black, young n*gga forced it
in the scat pack, you can’t afford it
hop up, ghost, like snapchat, tryna explore it

- slump6s lyrics

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