all i do - slump6s lyrics
[verse 1]
run up a rack, my pockets get fold
i f*ck a hoe, she twenty years old
i’m kickin’ sh*t, [?]
we finna shoot up your house
that n*gga rat like a mouse
she trynna take off her blouse
look at my bank account, fifty
racks up, by the cost
[chorus]
he finna cry ’bout a hoe, laugh at his life, he a joke
she tryna give me the throat, no polo g, i’m the goat
no way, i cannot fold, i might just hop out that four*door coupe
yeah, hop out that car, then shoot, run that money, that’s all i do
[verse 2]
c*call up tana, he sent me the beat
you want a feature, boy, send me the feat
that n*gga talkin’ but he wanna be like me
it’s really ain’t hard to believe
i ain’t a dad, i got so many sons
not in the army, got so many guns
he trynna run up, he gotta be dumb
b*tch, are you stupid? the f*ck?
b*tch, i been countin’ the bucks
that n*gga hoggin’ a blunt
he finna put on a front
i’m finna put on her bun
my n*gga shoot sh*t for fun
my n*gga shoot sh*t for nothin’
she really think she the one
yeah, i f*ck her once, then i’m done
[chorus]
he finna cry ’bout a hoe, laugh at his life, he a joke
she tryna give me the throat, no polo g, i’m the goat
no way, i cannot fold, i might just hop out that four*door coupe
yeah, hop out that car, then shoot, run that money, that’s all i do
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