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6pm – cherry b lyrics

[intro]
-benny g
rue6oyy–

’cause i’m stressed out
she got more than -ss, (uhuh)
g-get your br–sts out
you ain’t gotta ask, (come on, come on)
we the best out
rolling off the cloud
i got t up on my-

[chorus]
smoking on a pack
’cause i’m stressed out
she got more than -ss
get your br–sts out
you ain’t gotta ask
we the best out
rolling off the cloud
i got t up on my hat

smoking on a pack
’cause i’m stressed out
she got more than -ss
get your br–sts out
you ain’t gotta ask
we the best out
rolling off the cloud
i got t up on my hat

[verse 1 al vouge]
b-tch i hit it from the back
p-ssy wet, like running tap
give her wood, like lumber jack
she love me, don’t love her back
hit that gucci, then i dash
get the money, then i dab
then i fly back in a cab
everyday i’m living
she ain’t smoking on the food
when i say i’ll give her pipe
everyday i’m popping pills
bro thats how i’m living life
i’m a trap star by the day
and a rockstar in the night
al v take your f-cking bread
al v take your f-cking-

[verse 2 al casino]
yo, high store on the corner
so i patterned off them weed head
bros cuz is the plug now
so i holla him for the cheap z
more time, shot in chrome
deliveries like dominos
punters on my brick phone
thats an al catel or a nokia
your chick is on mad things
can’t you tell that i’m onto her?
money dance in the cut
stack it out ’til i’m up
baby girl are you nuts?
lm that’s me, 6pm thats us
i just money dance in the-
money dance in the cut

[verse 3 benny g]
she want a wine and tonic
that just sweet like cherry b
i’ll be out with the chronic
link bro for that pack of green
i got the stand and st–ze
my airforce too royal
they’re just wet like soil
all my guys are loyal
baby so sweet, like f-dg-
like fekky, they say i’m too much
i’m feeling lean like russ
real talk, no clutch
6 gang, we the wave
take [?]
6 gang, we the wave
finesse a boy every day
(six gang!)

[verse 4]
i been doing trap
i told my mumzy, i’m sorry
i said i had a plan
until the feds done got me
i put another pack of food in my trolly
and if it ain’t the fam, then
you’re a n0body
airforce on my feet
you know this brother step correct
i got plenty options with the gyal
so i select
i made a lot of cash and now
i’m tryna catch a cheque
catch me in the cut
shut down the show
yeah we the best

[chorus]
smoking on a pack
’cause i’m stressed out
she got more than -ss
get your br–sts out
you ain’t gotta ask
we the best out
rolling off the cloud
i got t up on my hat

smoking on a pack
’cause i’m stressed out
she got more than -ss
get your br–sts out
you ain’t gotta ask
we the best out
rolling off the cloud
i got t up on my hat

[outro]
-one
eight
double, 0-

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