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6rxmeyy - $hot callin lyrics

[intro: 6rxmeyy]
shooters go crazy in this b+tch, n+gga
know what the f+ck goin’ on, n+gga (don’t play with him)
ain’t doin’ this sh+t like us, n+gga
d to the a, n+gga
in here with them steppers
yah, yah
bdrrr, fah

[verse 1: 6rxmeyy]
hm, i’m on the block with them young n+ggas, masked the f+ck up tryna go on that l!ck (l!ck)
hm, he tryna slime, he a dumb n+gga, p+ssy get hit in the face with that stick (fdrrrah)
he a internet tweaker, he do all that typin’, gon’ show that boy how this sh+t get (how it get)
if we gotta slide on they block, we got accurate aim with them choppa’s, you know we gon’ hit (mm+hm)
tryna get rich and go hop on a jet (on a jet)
wit’ my big brother tip, he gon’ die ‘bout respect (on god)
put some shots in the whip, tryna make that boy wreck (on god)
heard he havin’ that sh+t so we takin’ his check (check)
f+ck n+gga died tryna slide for a pistol, heard he got hit in his neck (he dead)
couldn’t take them shots, f+ck n+gga too little, heard he got hit wit’ the tec (wit’ the tec)

[verse 2: wildkarduno]
yeah, n+gga know sgc pop out wit’ 50 round drum, gang, yeah (pop out wit’ that 50, yeah)
n+gga, tell yo’ big homie i’on wanna talk ‘cause that n+gga a bum (boy, yo’ ass a bum, n+gga, yeah)
n+gga just do all that cap on the instagram ‘cause the f+ck n+gga, he ain’t on sh+t (cap ass b+tch)
you pull up to the show, lil’ n+gga, you get split (on gang)
we got arp, n+gga, that bih’ match my fit (on five, n+gga)
n+gga, yuh (gang)
don’t book me for yo’ show if i can’t bring the bl!ck (don’t book me for that sh+t, yeah)
put the fye on ‘em, n+gga think he sl!ck (put that fye on ‘em)
call my fives on ‘em, n+gga, send a hit (yuh, gang, b+tch)
i’m the same n+gga, just hit ‘bout fifteen dollars… (‘bout fifteen dollars, n+gga)
send that blitz, n+gga, i’m the shot caller (send that blitz)
we got sticks, it hit you and yo’ father, yeah, b+tch (gang, b+tch, yuh)
[verse 3: 6rxmeyy]
hit you and yo’ muh’f+ckin’ pappy (pappy)
we’ll take that boy sh+t then he ran to his daddy (fah)
i be thinkin’ ‘bout k!lling, that sh+t make me happy… (happy)
i’ma get rich as f+ck and take off with a baddie (fah)
pull up with that glock (glock)
he tried to run from this sh+t, flip his ass like a patty (patty)
try to pull up to the trap (trap)
bro in the stu’ right now and he geeked off a addy’ (addy’)

[verse 4: wildkarduno]
we slide in that muh’f+ckin’ rental (in a muh’f+ckin’ rental, n+gga)
we just slide on a opp, lil’ n+gga, wit’ the tags up (on gang, b+tch)
kb spend the racks on his denim (kb spend the racks, n+gga)
you can’t come in the trap, lil’ n+gga, take the bag off… (yuh, gang)
lil’ 6rxmeyy 17 with glock 17 (glock 17, n+gga)
and it’s in or out, n+gga, ain’t no in between (gang)
and i kick her out, i know that bih’ think i’m mean (kick her out)
g fazo in the trap, that bih’ white and clean, b+tch (p+ssy ass n+gga)

[outro: wildkarduno]
f+ck you talm’ ‘bout, n+gga
yeah

- 6rxmeyy lyrics

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