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yeezys - teejayx6 lyrics

[intro]
trapboy3k

[verse]
stackin’ up all my bitcoins, i’ma get rich off crypto
heart drop down to my stomach every time i see 10-4
couple gift cards, i’m tryna cash ’em in pr-nto
that boy just got exposed on the ‘gram, what you lie for?
don’t try to do that beefin’ sh-t with me ’cause you gon’ die, bro
spanish n-gga called and said, “murcielago”
paid to be on tv, i was just seein’ myself on bravo
sl1ck-hair a white boy and he look like johnny bravo
wanted to be a drugpin, so you know it’s free ralo
2019 and you got ralph lauren polo
in chicago with some g’s, got me feelin’ like polo
i want my own clothes, somebody make me a logo
the b-tch wanna be my girlfriend, but she a ho though
plus, she wanna f-ck right now, i told her, “hold on”
last time i f-cked a b-tch off three percs, i went long
told my engineer to hurry up, he takin’ too long
my old b-tches keep on callin’, but i moved on
i kept on just doin’ bad sh-t, so i moved out
he heard we ’bout to come shoot up his house, so he moved out
got a bad b-tch number, ho, i’m tryna see what you ’bout
not a romantic–ss n-gga, ho, so i can’t take you out
shot my mans in a dice game, ’cause the n-gga made me cr-p out
plus i caught the n-gga off guard and blew his back out
f-cked a thick b-tch from the back and blew her back out
robbed my own personal chef, he look like chris breezy
dust my man’s shoes off his feet ’cause he was wearin’ yeezys
scammed a n-gga from my own city and i think it’s peezy
and i scammed a n-gga from out in cali and i think it’s g-eazy
all the sh-t i say is real, y’all don’t gotta believe me
i bet i’ll have some drip on when them n-ggas bury me
a bullet went through his skin and it started tearing him
i’m blowin’ on some f-ckin’ loud and i’m barely hearing him
took some losses tryna swipe, but it was all experiments
how a n-gga gon’ scam me? boy, i got experience
booked my flight and hotel and it was through expedia
i’m really out here doin’ fraud, i’m tryin’ to hide from media
the label ain’t talkin’ no money, so i’m not tryna meet ya
if you come with five hundred, you can get a feature
that’s the voice i use for juugin’, d-mn, i mean feature
he ain’t even have the thirty cents for little caesar’s pizza
n-ggas really hungry out here, he just stole my pizza
i just f-cked a white b-tch and her name alicia
but she was really light-skinned, it was alicia keys
they gave me admin on telegram ’cause i do good deeds
this n-gga think he chief keef just ’cause he got dreads
lie to a n-gga, “i ain’t f-ck your b-tch, bro, i just got head”
ran off on my money, now the lil’ n-gga ain’t got no legs
talkin’ out his mouth, i oughta just cut this n-gga’s f-ckin’ head
just bought some fire–ss bins from my n-gga hector
thousand for a sit-down method, show it on the projector
he finally got his first strap, now he think he protected
b-tch, i put so many n-ggas on, boy, you better respect it
i just blocked this b-tch number ’cause i don’t like textin’
fresh eight, pour a pint, i got it straight from texas
i’m at the studio workin’ she think i’m with my exes
scammed a weird n-gga, he look like xxxtentacion
he don’t know how to swipe, i’m ’bout to show this n-gga a demonstration
they wasn’t f-ckin’ with my music, but i waited patient
snuck into the hospital and f-cked the doctor’s patient
man, i just met up with some labels, this sh-t gettin’ real

- teejayx6 lyrics

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