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dat6paseur - for fun lyrics

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[intro]
“oh my god dat6, i f+cking love you”

[chorus]
i get the bands, count the blue cheese, i do that sh+t for fun
for every mil’ i pop a pill, i do that sh+t ’til i’m dumb
i got your girl, she at my crib, that was a one+on+one
smokin’ a pack, full of that gas, almost lost my lung
i just want cash, need a gas mask, that sh+t smell like skunk
1600, got a couple opps in this city and they all gon’ run (frrah)
fn 57 all on my waist, no need for me to pop the trunk
you keep tryna make me one cup but you can’t throw my love

[verse 1]
you should enjoy your whole day ’cause i am good, my love
ok, you need your friends, but you needed my thugs
both of my pockets got stuffed
bank account tryna keep up
i can never go bankrupt
i f+cked your b+tch in the tub
i don’t believe in good luck
don’t care if you like it or not (yeah)
she never slept in my house
hit it ten times my own bentley truck
i will give you almost everything
you know that b+tch is like some of mine (no)
rockin’ v lone from the summer line
and you know when it’s the wintertime (wintertime)

[chorus]
i get the bands, count the blue cheese, i do that sh+t for fun
for every mil’ i pop a pill, i do that sh+t ’til i’m dumb
i got your girl, she at my crib, that was a one+on+one
smokin’ a pack, full of that gas, almost lost my lung
i just want cash, need a gas mask, that sh+t smell like skunk
1600, got a couple opps in this city and they all gon’ run (frrah)
fn 57 all on my waist, no need for me to pop the trunk
you keep tryna make me one cup but you can’t throw my love

[verse 2]
you keep tryna make me one cup but you can’t throw my love
you keep tryna use my heart, comme des garcons
call her, she is my queen
she wanna f+ck my team
i said f+ck your team, we pull up
boy, don’t want beef
as far as i go for my bean, yeah, she said go
yeah she not got money, pull out glock .50
one word and you freeze, shootas’ on lease, i got that with ease
all of my shootas spots on trees, there’s no way i’ll freak
all of my girls blessed, boy, your b+tch from overseas
chanel red paint my mclaren, my tires look like b’s

[chorus]
i get the bands, count the blue cheese, i do that sh+t for fun
for every mil’ i pop a pill, i do that sh+t ’til i’m dumb
i got your girl, she at my crib, that was a one+on+one
smokin’ a pack, full of that gas, almost lost my lung
i just want cash, need a gas mask, that sh+t smell like skunk
1600, got a couple opps in this city and they all gon’ run (frrah)
fn 57 all on my waist, no need for me to pop the trunk
you keep tryna make me one cup but you can’t throw my love

[outro]
i get the bands, count the blue cheese, i do that sh+t for fun
for every mil’ i pop a pill, i do that sh+t ’til i’m dumb
i got your girl, she at my crib, that was a one+on+one
smokin’ a pack, full of that gas, almost lost my lung
i just want cash, need a gas mask, that sh+t smell like skunk
1600, got a couple opps in this city and they all gon’ run (frrah)
fn 57 all on my waist, no need for me to pop the trunk
you keep tryna make me one cup but you can’t throw my love



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