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parents - teejayx6 lyrics

[intro]
(oh yeah, chris)

[verse]
gotta wear designer sh*ts so i can keep up with my appearance
had to move out my old crib ’cause i got tired of my parents
you a lil’ kid‚ still gettin’ money from your parents
got a couple game systems‚ half*off up at clearance
walked in walmart with an id that say “clearance”
i be f*ckin’ different hoes‚ i ain’t worried ’bout no mirror
my uncle stabbed my auntie ’cause she had a miscarriage
boy, i see you got that lil’*ass ‘fit, i wouldn’t wear it
he shot a two*two and i didn’t even hear it
it smelled this loud from down the street‚ ain’t even gotta be near it
spent seven thousand on some iced*out earrings
i just had to shoot my crib up, i think i’m hearin’ things
boy, all your methods burnt out‚ over here it’s green
slapped my mans cup out his hand ’cause he was sippin’ green
i see a couple n*ggas hatin’ on me, but i’ma sip my tea
shoot you in some gucci, now i’m ’bout to go buy a white tee
my n*ggas said i’m nasty ’cause i poured a four in an iced tea
i just scammed my old cousin and he looked like spike lee
i just smoked a whole zip, i look like bruce lee
my ar kick, i should name that b*tch bruce lee
clip long as h*ll, i could probably shoot a movie
loyalty over money like lom rudy
i bought a draco, that b*tch the same size as stewie
i don’t believe you really gettin’ money, n*gga, truly
beat all the kids’ ass, when i used to go to cooly
never catch me outside, i’m in the house like cory
your b*tch a lil’ fan, she just always wanna record me
one time i tried to sell some f*ckin’ weed, it’s not for me
’bout to punch a bus and hit different states tourin’
i just met this bad*ass b*tch and she foreign
i see you in a benz, boy, but that’s a rented foreign
had to stop f*ckin’ with n*ggas ’cause they left me in the storm
blowin’ on exotic, boy, this sh*t a different strain
you a nasty*ass n*gga, boy, you still runnin’ trains
i don’t think you really swipe, i’m ’bout to put you to the test
you shouldn’t be smokin’ a cigarette, n*gga, just ’cause you stressed
snitchin’*ass n*gga, boy, i heard that you confessed
slipped up at walmart, that’s the way i got arrested
yesterday i prayed to god ’cause we made it to the exit
i just sent a b*tch inside the store, her name alexis
n*gga claim he gettin’ all this money, he in a lexus
went to jail for thirty days and i came up on some socials
got some iphones ’cause i used my mama social
n*ggas wanna do a song but, b*tch, i’m antisocial
lil’ n*gga wanna swipe, if you pay me, i’ll coach you
but if you try to run off, lil’ n*gga, i’ma hurt you
i’m gettin’ money fast, y’all n*ggas movin’ like some turtles
i just wasted five hundred dollars buyin’ a turtle
and i scammed this weird*ass n*gga, he was turkish
told the jugg that i’d give him a low price if he purchase
i was in miami in a maybach with the curtains
you would be hurt if you knew what she was doin’ behind curtains
doin’ fraud every day, you would never see me workin’
claim he sellin’ ‘bows, i just seen this n*gga workin’
my b*tch tried to stab me ’cause she caught me flirtin’
tried my piece at mcdonalds and i bought a mcflurry
these n*ggas keep on sendin’ death threats, i’m not worried
scammed a white n*gga and he look like steph curry
i got a big mac, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout bernie
got a thick*ass b*tch and she look like bernese
she got the same last name, d*mn, i think i scammed my niece
went oh yale, i just paid a thousand for a piece
beat my brother ass ’cause he gave my shoes a crease
if you say you gettin’ money, n*gga, show it, at least

- teejayx6 lyrics

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