lil shrew - 6-clip lyrics
40 on my wrist ain’t no 22
arrive witta glock and i go pew pew
i skkrt skkrt all through
and my gucci gun turn you into goo why’d you mess with lil shrew
im a savage won’t go easy
i look in your eyes and i see the fright i’ll make you run off at night
we drink plain cough syrup
put your feet in the stirrup and you ride off to europe
and you scared
call me boss and your life will be spared
these rappers be talking sh-t call me god-mn misfit
and i won’t god-mn rip your head off and throw into a pit
why you salty i’m sorry your faulty
you ugly as h-ll you ain’t no fidel
these yeezys and bape but no louis viel
all this urban cl-ssic so hard it goes jur-ssic
yes i’m sarcastic yes i wear york acid yes i have yeezy fabric
yes i got money in a casket come and ill k!ll you in attic
my stuff sounds like static
i always bring havoc
hard like manganese we biphasic
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