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#3six0 - 360 lyrics

[intro: crusey]
i’m sayin’ what you said, you think it’s lie
so, yeah, i’m sorry that i’m, like, boring, that’s like—
ayy

[chorus: crusey]
yeah, 360, we hit the clip
i swear it’s still f+ck that b+tch
old man think he hip as sh+t (yeah)
posted with my gang, yeah, we getting rich
i stay with the day ones from the start, b+tch, i can never switch (never switch)
yeah, they see me up, i swear they all on d+ck
i can’t f+ck that f+cking b+tch
we gon’ jugg your f+cking crib (f+cking crib)
tell me, why that boy he think he f+cking sl!ck? (f+cking sl!ck)
that boy broke as sh+t
cardboard boxes in the crib (in the crib)

[post+chorus: crusey]
heard yo’ track, that sh+t was buns
i got h+lla gas inside my bag, boy, f+ck my lungs (f+ck my lungs)
i got h+lla bread so my pocket weigh a ton (weigh a ton)
i been ducking calls, b+tch, i don’t know what you want (what you want, yeah)

[verse: isai, crusey]
like, what you want, like, lil’ b+tch, like, what you on (like, what you on)
my bro got a bag, he put you on (he put you on, yeah)
i’m so sick and tired of these frauds
i’m just sick and tired of these thoughts (that’s in my head, yeah)
i know that i got that sh+t on lock (that sh+t on lock, yeah)
bro thought he was up, he getting lost (yeah)
give it 30 days and his body gonna rot (yeah)
when you was down bad you had n0body to call (hahaha)
yeah, who you finna call? (yeah)
i’m posted with ellie, now we running from the cops (from the cops)
1000 milligramms, then his body drop (his body drop)
360 the gang, we ain’t never stop (yeah)
[chorus: crusey]
yeah, yeah, 360, we hit the clip
i swear it’s still f+ck that b+tch
old man think he hip as sh+t (yeah)
posted with my gang, yeah, we getting rich
i stay with the day ones from the start, b+tch, i can never switch (never switch)
yeah, they see me up, i swear they all on d+ck
i can’t f+ck that f+cking b+tch
we gon’ jugg your f+cking crib (f+cking crib)
tell me, why that boy he think he f+cking sl!ck? (f+cking sl!ck)
that boy broke as sh+t
cardboard boxes in the crib (in the crib)

[outro]
guess you can say that i’m act normal, maybe
i don’t know—

- 3six0 lyrics

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