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lil rt - 60 miles (remix) lyrics

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[chorus: lil rt]
if she ain’t suckin’ d+ck, lil’ b+tch, you can get the f+ck up out my sh+t
hundred round, hit him with the glock, take a f+cker down
hundred round, b+tch, we hittin’ that k!ll, we gon’ take him down
twelve get behind me, we gon’ do sixty f+ckin’ miles, yeah

[verse 1: lil rt]
b+tch, i’m in a lamborghini, keep on talkin’, b+tch i’m in a lamborghini
point that beam up on his head
took his sh+t, he went out bad
fifty rounds, n+gga know not play wit’ me
i’ll shoot his ass right in the ground
hand her out
step on lil’ bro grave, hit him in his face
if she gon’ suck the d+ck, go crazy
b+tch, i’m in a lamb, keep on talkin’
hit him with this glam
b+tch, i hand up with the glock
hit him in the porsche, hit him with the glock
i’ll take him down
hit him in his face, make lil’ bro drop like he okay
b+tch, i got the glock up on my side
if he try to run, clap him in the leg, lil’ n+gga drop
b+tch, i’m in the sun
b+tch, i’m in lamborghini, keep on talkin’
’cause b+tch, i’m in the sun
b+tch, i’ll throw a bullet out there, hit you in your f+ckin’ face
and that b+tch got switch up on the glock
hit him in the k, that b+tch got bl!cked
hit him in his face (ah, ah)
she suck the d+ck just go crazy
b+tch, i’m in a lamb he keep on talkin’, hit him in the mouth
b+tch, i got a draco up on this sh+t, fifty round the gl!ck
hit him in the face, now lil’ bruh, he a f+ckin’ b+tch
hundred round, hit him with the glock, we never been took down
hundred round, hit him with the glock, we gon’ take him down
b+tch, she wanna suck the d+ck
b+tch, i’m from the west side
not from east side, lil’ b+tch, i’m from the west
p+ssy boy, he tryna play
hit him with the f+ckin’ drac’
that b+tch got spent up on his day
b+tch, i’m 345, lil’ baby
[chorus: lil rt]
if she ain’t suckin’ d+ck, lil’ b+tch, you can get the f+ck up out my sh+t
hundred round, hit him with the glock, take a f+cker down
hundred round, b+tch, we hittin’ that k!ll, we gon’ take him down
twelve get behind me, we gon’ do sixty f+ckin’ miles, yeah

[verse 2: doe boy]
12 get behind me, f+ck 60, do 200 miles
caught him in traffic, five switches, it shot like 200 rounds
and no lil’ n+gga, i ain’t no b+tch, big dog, 200 pounds
only hoppin’ on this song ’cause my gun big as this f+ckin’ child
b+tch, i’m f+ckin’ wild, n+gga try this sh+t, get f+cked around
he not f+ckin’ wild, n+gga, upped this b+tch, he duckin’ down (oh, really?)
ice, bling+baow, snow on my neck, need a f+ckin’ plow
all these hundreds, i don’t give a d+mn, i need the f+ckin’ count
i don’t even give a d+mn, he mentioned me when he was in need of f+ckin’ clout
i ain’t even give a d+mn, [?] up the switch and brung him down (fool)
[?] and now they traitors, none of his n+ggas stuck around
i ain’t kissing sh+t, i up this d+ck, b+tch, took ’em down

- lil rt lyrics

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