lirik lagu 6print – icewear vezzo
[intro]
they love that sh*t
they love the street sh*t
f*ck n*ggas talkin’ ’bout, n*gga?
gang sh*t, n*gga
they really love when you living too, though, gang
(iced out records)
[verse 1]
yeah
pop a xanny bar, get to actin’ wild
cappin’ ass n*gga need a cap and gown
f*ck a p*ssy, tell ’em real n*ggas back in style
smoke sh*t like a black and mild
b*tch, i rap and ride
fifty*thousand off that fetty, this a bank drop
put a dukey in my pop, yeah, this straight drop
i’ll turn a n*gga tee into a tank top
i’m the type of n*gga catch a body, i’m on every block
get ’em whacked for 700 like yeezy sneaks
i heard all your opps p*ssy, that’s a easy beef
pull up, shoot him in his sh*t, then we flee the scene
and i never let a n*gga young jeezy mе
i won’t smoke with whoever, i’ll smokе whoever
got lil gang up in this b*tch, i put ’em on whoever
i’ve been present for a minute, got foot on the pedal
realist n*gga in this sh*t, i need to own a medal
got better jewelry than the rappers, ain’t went gold or platinum
got a two*tone audermaur, yeah, this b*tch gold or platinum
i heard they hating with their eyes keep sh*t [?]
i made fifty*thousand in atlanta, i’ma blow at magic
[bridge]
yeah
b*tch, i made fifty*thousand in atlanta, i might blow at magic
n*gga, what?
b*tch, i made fifty*thousand in atlanta, i might*
man f*ck that
[verse 2]
i made fifty in detroit, i might just blow at truth
or i’ll slide up in mustangs, we finna throw a coupe
b*tch, i ain’t talking ’bout the cops, but we them boys in blue
yeah, told my n*ggas set the play and i’ma throw the oop
told that b*tch she set a play and she might lose her life
it’s six o’clock and i can get a n*gga blew tonight
if you got rats up in your circle, you might lose a stripe
they like, “why you hang with all the robbers?”
i’m the shooting type
n*ggas always switching teams they got forty jerseys
i ain’t really got no friends, n*ggas know i’m scurvy
yeah, put that thirty on that boy ’cause i know he curry
i’ll up a rol’ on your b*tch, yeah, i know she thirsty
she ain’t never had no bag or no ice for real
you a lame and your ice ain’t real
i can tell you ain’t no plug ’cause your price ain’t real
i’m the type of n*gga cut the lean and up price on seals
n*gga
[outro]
what we on gang?
still robbin season, b*tch
you know how we coming, man
know how i’m rockin’
big 6 n*gga, drank god
yeah (iced out records)
we really on that
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