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malachi.6x - too late lyrics

f-ckin on that b-tch
i told her to come to my place
she said its too late
now a n-gg- ridin in a rafe
smokin dope straight to the face
i caught a case and went to state
told him fight me had him sleep
swung these b-tches like a crane
now she want to tap my phone
talkin bout i want you back
now i can not lack i got a gun call it a strap
you can catch me in the back
selling dope no quarterback
i dropped that n-gg- took his shoes
and now that n-gg- really mad

f-ckin on that b-tch
i told her my name is crimson
now she limping
hit a lick and then i’m dippin
i get a pack and flip it
f-ck that b-tch she cheezin
and i had to hit her once
and now i’m leavin

f-ckin on that b-tch
i told her come to my place
she said its too late
now a n-gg- ridin in a rafe
smokin dope straight to the face
i caught a case and went to state
told him fight me had him sleep
swung these b-tches like a crane
now she want to tap my phone
talkin bout i want you back
now a n-gg- can not lack i got a gun call it a strap
you can catch me in the back
selling dope no quarterback
i dropped that n-gg- took his shoes
and now that n-gg- really mad

- malachi 6x lyrics

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