bartbourne 6 flow (feat. che) şarkı sözleri

Yeah, we just smoking on opps, put that ass in a vape Yo bitch, she standing on top with that ass in my face He tryna run from them bullets, can't run from that 'K She gon' pull up, nigga run and we shoot at his face Bitch, I want money, any statement gon' move out the place [?] cake Glock out Guwap, f*ck nigga, my name is che Knock out your doorman, bitch, I'ma run in yo' place Put some white in her smoke, yeah, that bitch a best friend Air out a wasteman, nigga so done, feel like Drake This nigga hatin', 'cause he not up in my place Her head amazing, made my body Harlem Shake I keep 'em waiting, I'll never drop my tape I own some bulldogs, but they never in they cage Fucking real shit, I got some money in my face I get on Nate beats, 'cause I love the fucking bass Put him in the lake, 'cause I'll never leave a trace I'm with my twin, that's just on that straight shit Shoot at yo' bitch, he won't have a ray No Jeremy Lin, I'm shootin' out mace I f*ck on 10s, dick in all they face I heard your mans, got put in a ditch Walk on my wrist, we in outer space Ten times two, a nigga never liked a Jake I'm in yo' state farming bitches, nigga, like I'm Jake I'm in a sitcom, finna cop a Debbie Kay A lot of shit gone, nigga shoot with double Dracs She finna' bend over, then I put it in her face If I put Cartier's on, then how can I get mid If I don't rock the Saint Peter, how can I be lit? If I ain't bussin' a bitch, then how can she be late? Before I eat, man, you know it's always "As-salamu alaykum" 24/8, bitch, I'm always ballin' like a Laker My life a movie, but hell nah, this ain't anime I love my mama, but I ain't tell her that I made it I love these bitches, you see niggas, they so basic I light his frontal up, and you know I face it I fucked this lil' hoe up, think she was Jamaican I make this Drac' go "Vrrah", where his body lay I don't wear makeup, nah, but I look amazing All of these white diamonds, everybody think I'm racist Gotta go raw, 'cause I'm making everybody fake Put it on God, I'm in everybody fucking brain I got my nails done, everybody swear I'm gay I told lil' twin, "Let's take it right back to the basics" Bullets say, "Haha, young nigga did not kick" You poppin', I land, and I'm fucking on an eight My mom, she hate me, I'm bad at communicating You tell the cops sumn', you'll always be a bitch I told the crab fiends, "Uncle told me how to mix" I told my main bitch, "Let's go have a blasian baby" I like a G-Shock, but I think this shit outdated You so feline, how it feel to get cremate? Bitch, in my free time, I be boolin' with yo' bae But it's the street time, smoking with a non-fake I need some me time, told this bitch, "I cannot fake" I hit her three times, three times, now she can't even take it Put this on rewind, [?] I told Elon, bitch, we finna make a spaceship I should have known, I should have known The night pa died , the night you weren't there Blood is worthless to you , just like he was to you Just like I am to Now it's time for you to learn what blood really means AARGH DAVID! I'm never lackin bitch I keep my heater I ain't cuffin that bitch , cuz that bitch she a treesha Niggas be bummies yeah, they wanna be us (yeah) Locked in wit gang yeah, posted wit mia High car fashion I got a 3 seater Talking that shit nigga do you wanna meet up Too live in this bitch , yeah I feel like vegeta She call me a hero, bitch I feel like I'm Peter It was nice to meet ya , but I don't wanna see ya Do it own yo own, bitch I ain't no teacher Shout out sosa I gotta pay his bail I ain't no empath , give a f*ck about how you felt You niggas sorry, you gotta take a L F*ck bout no views I feel like chris sails That bitch she musty, she got a smell I'm at the Krusty , I gotta help They tryna be me , but they already failed They wanna reach me, hit me through the mail Do it precisely, I ain't leaving no trail Bitch fat ass f*ck, she built like a whale No Jeremy Lin, I'm shootin' out mace I f*ck on 10s, dick in all they face I heard your mans, got put in a ditch Walk on my wrist, we in outer space Ten times two, a nigga never liked a Jake I'm in yo' state farming bitches, nigga, like I'm Jake I'm in a sitcom, finna cop a Debbie Kay A lot of shit gone, nigga shoot with double Dracs
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