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juice wrld, ynw melly & trippie redd – 6 kiss lyrics

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[intro: juice wrld]
i love trippie redd
oh, oh

[refrain: juice wrld]
pourin’ up fours, mud in my cup
won’t look at the past, it’s behind us
fallin’ in a bottomless pit, find us
life is a purge, sound of the sirens

[chorus: juice wrld]
do whatever i want, don’t give a f+ck
live my life, uh+huh, uh+huh
i got your wife, she my sl+t, she take nut, uh+
huh, uh+huh
and i don’t walk sh+t at all, i,m on the money run
i don’t got no opps, they stay inside, cause they scared
of my guns
your b+tch said she want a real one, i told her
“come and find one”
it’s funny how you p+ssy, but you never been
inside one
ayy, theese dumb+ass, virgin+ass n+ggas mad they run
when they see the gun in my hand
bullets like twitter they follow them

[verse 1: ynw melly]
nut, my kids, she swallow them, ooh, yeah, she swallow them
boy, your chain ain’t solid gold
your jeweler finessed, he hollowed them
these n+ggas say they wit’ it, uh, we gon’ harry potter him (p+ssy b+tch)
make that lil’ b+tch disappear, got vvs’s in my ear
ooh+ooh+ooh, a chandelier, we shinin’ on your b+tch
we fl!ck these hoes wanna f+ck, ’cause i’m so freaky+deaky and your b+tch gon’ eat me
you know that we k!lling these f+ck n+ggas
h+ll nah, ain’t no throwin’ no white flag
h+ll nah, p+ssy boy, we don’t buy that
p+ssy n+gga, pull up on him and bite that, uh
hundred thirty k on a cuban link, ayy
shawty wanna f+ck, suck the d+ck and be my bae, ayy
chillin’ on that couch, f+ck your b+tch in her mouth
catch a n+gga slippin’, put it in his f+cking house (slatt)
i ain’t with the talkin’, i ain’t with the talkin’
i ain’t with the talkin’, put the p+ssy n+gga in a coffin (oh)
he red, n+gga say he bleedin’, he red, he red (oh)
i’m k!llin’ everybody instead (bah)

[chorus: juice wrld]
do whatever i want, don’t give a f+ck
live my life, uh+huh, uh+huh
i got your wife, she my sl+t, she take nut, uh+
huh, uh+huh
and i don’t walk sh+t at all, i,m on the money run
i don’t got no opps, they stay inside, cause they scared
of my guns
your b+tch said she want a real one, i told her
“come and find one”
it’s funny how you p+ssy, but you never been
inside one
ayy, theese dumb+ass, virgin+ass n+ggas mad they run
when they see the gun in my hand
bullets like twitter they follow them

[verse 2: trippie redd]
it be so cold up in the summertime (freezin’), in the summertime (freezin’)
diamonds on my fingers, baby blue, they look like megamind (yeah)
i don’t know reality, b+tch, i feel like coraline (yeah, yeah)
and we from the northside, pull up, optimus prime (yeah)
i don’t wanna miss life (yeah)
promise it feel better takin’ his life (takin’ his life, yeah)
yeah, codeine when i p+ss right (when i p+ss right)
’cause we live that f+cking triple six life, yeah, that 6 kiss life (yeah, six, six)
murder, what it is, murder, what it is, yeah, murder, what it is, uh
i’ma catch a murder in this b+tch, that’s for certain in this b+tch
like close the burtains in this b+tch, uh (yeah, uh, yeah)
uh, it’s a living h+ll (right) and we live in h+ll
from there, live in h+ll, from there, i live in h+ll, from there, yeah
la+la+la+la, gang, la+la+la+la

[refrain: juice wrld]
pourin’ up fours, mud in my cup
won’t look at the past, it’s behind us
fallin’ in a bottomless pit, find us
life is a purge, sound of the sirens

[outro: ynw melly]
nut, my kids, she swallow them, ooh, yeah, she swallow them
boy, your chain ain’t solid gold
your jeweler finessed, he hollowed them
these n+ggas say they wit’ it, uh, we gon’ harry potter him (p+ssy b+tch)
make that lil’ b+tch disappear, got vvs’s in my ear



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