9th grade - sunshine christo lyrics
[verse]
.40 with an extendo on my hip mane
talking to two b*tches that cutting their own wrist veins
made two mixtapes with my boy vain
he’s still in school, he’s in 9th grade
people like to judge cause young age
but it don’t take a man to make your blood spray
f*ck a barber, i’ma give a fade
these b*tches like mp3’s, they getting played
talking big online but irl they’re so afraid
n*ggas acting tough but i know that they ain’t
guns getting passed around like some sk*nks
i know this some loud cause i know this sh*t stank
.40 on my hip and it make this b*tch skate
skate around thе block, make these n*ggas sing likе drake
i know he scared, i can see it in his face
he ain’t ready to die but it’s too d*mn late
your girl post your addy now she’s at your d*mn wake
n*gga went to sleep and he ain’t gonna wake
popped that boy just like a drug
bullets poured in that fool just like a mug
clinging to me but i don’t need your love
don’t got a car so b*tch pull up
.40 with an extendo on my hip mane
talking to two b*tches that be cutting their own wrist veins
made two mixtapes with my boy vain
he still in school, he in 9th grade
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