6.66 RADIO / BONE COLLECTOR ft. TraeThaKilla Lyrics

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Todays' winner of our daily show "Ticket to hell" is… Katie

Let's see what she has to say about it

Hello

Hey Katie

Hi

Guess what

You've won the tripe six radio show's ticket to hell!

Oh my god, no fucking way, I'm gonna bust the fuck out

Hahaha good luck Katie

There's a hit squad coming to your house right now!

Bass shake me down to the top of my bones

When I'm steppin on the block let everybody know

I knew a couple bitches who moved snow inside they clothes

Saw fake smiles from fuckers in front rows

Six foot giant stepping Jordan fours close the doors

Last time saw my dawg he was looting up a store

Sixteen bars and corpses had em shaken to their core

Poor bastard had to switch the subject

Cause he keep one on the Object

This like Nas dropping thirty in the projects

They need funding like they Bernie in the summer

Twin glocks had him turnin to a fuckin runner

I don't move without the drummer

We not tryna shoot no gala

Pinky on the trigger till full sun up huh

I am not a stunner keep three hundred with my burner case a brother want some drama

Bullets spittin like a lama got a gunner in pajamas he gon cap you if you run up