B6Shiii ft. Khisavage Lyrics

All these niggas talk about is pussy, money, murda'

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Huh

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I talk bout' that shit that they can't even do or ain't heard of

Yea

Yea

I come in with swag

I came with the gang nigga

I just left in a truck and we lane switching

I got dreams Ima' fuck up the bank

Yea, Gucci cologne an that stank

Yea, Gucci cologne and it stank

Smoking zaza bitch it's dank

Closing the curtains in the Wraith

That nigga he mad, man his bitch in my face

Come through his block with the drac let it spray

My niggas some loose screws they heads outta' place

These Ricky's they cost me a whole lotta bands

Yea, I'm with lil stink and she tan

I'm in the six

Bitch I'm with six

Bitch I need six more lil bands yea

Bitch an I'm staying with the men

Yea, an they know my boots came from Iran

Yea, we just dropped the top bitch

These niggas can't stop this

Why is your bitch on my muhfuckin'

I'll have my brudda' run down for the Tris and the script

Aye shawty she geekin' she tweakin' for what

My brudda' hop out with that drac get the fuck

That lil bitch she love me that bitch she a slut

Don't come round my block cause your shit getting plucked

Hop out that car with muhfuckin' uzi

Baby you slugged me the fuck is you doing

Me and my niggas come through with that uh, uh

We knocking em' off is a movie

Pull up with that uh she holding the gun

Shh, shit bitch for fun

This Louis is Virgil

She snap like a turtle

Remember them days when I walked with that twenty

Now I don't laugh cause ain't shit funny

Yea they left my heart

They left that bitch muddy

Shrooms an lemonade I'm double cuppied'

Uh, drip drip drip

I'm in the stu' and I'm rocking some sweats

Lil nigga try it you know I'm the best

If a nigga come through and we getting em' uh

Don dada my brudda' I got em' no other

Fuck do you mean niggas ride with my brudda'

I'm riding with two time and kay in a slugga'

StarBourne my brudda' you know how it go

Yea, my baby like anime boo

And she let that kay pop for Ricky lil booys

Shawty she freaky she know what it do

Yea, uh come fuck in the stu'

Yea, I'm cranking that Deftones nigga

Yea, I'll send the Don dada get with you

Riding round flexing my niggas gon' get you

Pew pew pew pew, shit rip through your tissue

Yea bitch I'm the one throwing fours George Pickens

Yea, bitch I might leave with your mistress

My brodie he left with that muhfuckin' mistress

Yea, she sucked up the guys and you kissed her

Yea, masked up baby I feel like the Taliban

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Yea, she walk out the house and see nine she gon' tell a friend

They call me big poppa these bitches they love me

Yea, yea

They hop out the car and that shit getting funky

Damn