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super grimey - b6 lyrics

[introduction: b6]
super grimey the way i step out the pj you would have thought i flew it
(its b6 to you ho) (sick flow)

[hook: b6]
turn off the lights and i’m using the lexus
cause i’m trying to crack alexis
2021 i’m broke in houston
now they showing h*lla love in texas
you the type to point right in the courtroom
you can see the pointers on my necklace
i had dreams speed racing in tom ford
so i just went giuseppe for breakfast
and i can never let it linger
and you the type to point a finger
now i got to dodge the paparazzi
cause i’m tryna crack a famous singer
had to pray to god because i’m heaven sent
put the mask on a [?]
i went up and then they had start hating
boy you better go check on your brother’dem

[verse 1: b6]
pull up on the block in a cullinan
and she keep asking me about another b*tch
and now you naggin on some other sh*t
and my florida plug look just like [?]
he told me d*mn just you be cutting sh*t
and my lsu b*tch look like angel reese
so i had to scratch it off the bucket list
you know i hit the shot when the buzzer hits
[verse 2: warhol.ss]
suit and tie do a hit like the mafia
at the embassy [?] with the government
all that talking [?]
[?]
i’m flying a biggy bag in the engine
all i hate on the touch body and trash

[verse 3: b6]
fluorescent diamonds from the seaside
i’m putting belt right to their behind
she got wet and whispered in my ear
she want me to go for the deepdive
[?] before [?] knee high
and my uncle hide before the dracos
ok, its at the spot by the creekside
and my j*panese b*tch told me ‘ni hao’
how you hating? you broke i don’t see how
don’t you ever go against the grain
look he need a revive, i see he down
you need private hangar for the plane
she had blew my high i need some reefa
now i’m asking where is mary jane
turn your back and you were ‘sposed to be here
now it not gon’ ever be the same
spilled the tray and tris all on my console
and you know this sh*t a dirty game
and i’d rather wake up to some real hate
the love you show so fake should be shamed
had to pop the clutch and grab the e*brake
cause they tryna switch into my lane
privacy such lil nowadays
i’d rather have the pape than fame
[hook: b6]
turn off the lights and i’m using the lexus
cause i’m trying to crack alexis
2021 i’m broke in houston
now they showing h*lla love in texas
you the type to point right in the courtroom
you can see the pointers on my necklace
i had dreams speed racing in tom ford
so i just went giuseppe for breakfast
and i can never let it linger
and you the type to point a finger
now i got to dodge the paparazzi
cause i’m tryna crack a famous singer
had to pray to god because i’m heaven sent
put the mask on a [?]
i went up and then they had start hating
boy you better go check on your brother’dem

- b6 lyrics

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