che – 666 (og) lyrics
[verse]
yeah, we just smoking on opps, put that ass in a vape
yo’ b+tch, 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, n+gga run and we shoot at his face
b+tch, i want money, any statement gon’ move out the place
[?]
glock out guwap, f+ck n+gga, my name is che
knock out your doorman, b+tch, i’ma run in yo’ place
put some white in her smoke, yeah, that b+tch a best friend
air out a wasteman, n+gga so done, feel like drake
this n+gga 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
f+cking real sh+t, i got some money in my face
i get on nate beats, ’cause i love the f+cking bass
put him in the lake, ’cause i’ll never leave a trace
i’m with my twin, that’s just on that straight sh+t
shoot at yo’ b+tch, he won’t have a ray
no jeremy lin, i’m shootin’ out mace
i f+ck on 10s, d+ck in all they face
i heard your mans, got put in a ditch
walk on my wrist, we in outer sp+ce
ten times two, a n+gga never liked a jake
i’m in yo’ state farming b+tches, n+gga, like i’m jake
i’m in a sitcom, finna cop a debbie kay
a lot of sh+t gone, n+gga 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 buss in a b+tch, then how can she be late?
before i eat, man, you know it’s always “as+salamu alayk+m”
24/8, b+tch, i’m always ballin’ like a laker
my life a movie, but h+ll nah, this ain’t anime
i love my mama, but i ain’t tell her that i made it
i love these b+tches, you see n+ggas, they so basic
i light his frontal up, and you know i face it
i f+cked 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 f+cking brain
i got my nails done, everybody swear i’m g+y
i told lil’ twin, “let’s take it right back to the basics”
bullets say, “haha, young n+gga did not kick”
you poppin’, i land, and i’m f+cking on an eight
my mom, she hate me, i’m bad at communicating
you tell the cops sumn’, you’ll always be a b+tch
i told the crab fiends, “uncle told me how to mix”
i told my main b+tch, “let’s go have a blasian baby”
i like a g+shock, but i think this sh+t outdated
you so feline, how it feel to get cremate?
b+tch, 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 b+tch, “i cannot fake”
i hit her three times, three times, now she can’t even take it
put this on rewind, [?]
i told elon, b+tch, we finna make a sp+ceship
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