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lil blade - scratching down the 6 lyrics

[verse 1: lil blade]
all this sh+t can change, better stack it for the rain
take your ho up out that focus, i’ll put her in a range
lil ass pebbles, all pointers in my chain
couldn’t help myself but hustle, that sh+t running through my vaines
lately [?] been f+cking on no groupies
stumbling out the club, 42 all on my louis
whole mob icy, looking like we signed to gucci
if the sale gon’ head, wrap the b+tches, bring it to me
smooth n+gga, hoes love me, i got more to catch
my n+gga [?] closet full of orange bags
dropped a bag and kept it pushing, like i doordash
your wh0re mad, ’cause once i get my nut off i get bored fast
live this sh+t for real, bairley be on social media
only time you see one of my hoes is if you see me with them
me and quon have money [?] beefing with him
[?] apple fridder, got me breathing different
f+ck your baby mamas, still ain’t got no kids
how you up a hundred thousand, still ain’t got no kicks?
[?] your watch, it ain’t even got no grip
if it ain’t twenty plus, you won’t see it on my wrist

[chorus: lil blade]
i don’t want no 36, i’ll put that on my b+tch
had to take a couple l’s, just to put me on my sh+t
f+ck a bad ho, then scratch off my list
filling up on [?] got me scratching down the 6
ain’t sh+t funny, still laughing like a b+tch
f+ck rap, once i get an m, then i quit
ain’t gotta tell me nothing, eah, i know that i’m the sh+t
brought her to the crib, went and told her friends that i’m rich
[verse 2: icewear vezzo]
ain’t gotta tell them nothing, b+tches know that i’m the sh+t
hundred shooters on the 6, n+ggas know that i’m big crip
i’ve been telling n+ggas that i was gon’ blow, then i did
been getting cash since 9/11, ten chains [?]
then i drop some shoes, some more ice, and then a movie
let them check my resume, [?] i’ve been [?]
[?] label, i can’t wait for [?]
i ain’t got no rap friends, tryna link, n+gga, i’m gucci
i don’t give a f+ck about your plug or your cd
i’m a millionaire for real, these n+ggas lil boys to me
[?] all my life, sold a lil boy [?]
you can ask my youngings, bet i feed my whole team
remember i was locked, n+ggas tried to count me out
remember i was broke, and n+ggas tried to keep me [?]
and when i lost my lane, i had to find another route
n+gga, all i want is money, i can go without the clout

- lil blade lyrics

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