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remy banks - 3flips6 lyrics

[hook: project pat]
see i gotta die, man, don’t you even try, man
enemies gon’ bleed once, i let these bullets fly, man
see i gotta die, man, don’t you even try, man
enemies gon’ bleed once, i let these bullets fly, man
momma’s gonna cry, man, i like to get high, man
n-ggas p-ssing plates, snorting line after line, man
momma’s gonna cry man, i like to get high, man
n-ggas p-ssing plates, snorting line after line, man

[verse 1: remy banks]
i be that n-gga, when i step out on the scene they all salute a g
with air 10 jordans, got your b-tch seducing me
blowing haze by the qp
queens bound, sipping hennessy
drunk as f-ck in the h.o.v. with an eye out for the police
i’m yelling world’s fair, my middle finger to the law
catch me out in london with the queen bumping kalashnikov
i know i’m flexing but f-ck it, i like to gamble life
cee lo king, 4, 5, 6, roll dice ’til i see paradise

[hook]

[verse 2: zombie juice]
a young n-gga, made man
smoke an eighth and roll eight grams
ted bundy on a ho, gain her trust then slit her throat
from the track spitting that murder
bl–dy hand, bl–dy hand
double gang, got my evil tan
i drink some gin, yeah
love the b-tches, sl-tty b-tches
f-ck them all ’til i’m bored of b-tches
red flag, red clothes
mix the c0ke with some inositol
cut it up, flip it up, n-ggas must got me f-cked up
my hair red and my b-tch blonde
smoking while i get my d-ck sucked

[hook]

[verse 3: a$ap ant]
givenchy, my shirt bark
burner ain’t shy, it do talk
he out of line, go get the chalk
target practice, play darts
that baltimore to new york
run that work like relay
been had tracks for rap days
n-ggas turned up like gunplay
these rappers, all g-y
a bunch of female bi-mix
don’t give a f-ck what a hater say
young n-ggas run everything
model shorty, sniffing yay
i’m a throw ’em man, in her face
new n-ggas in first place
leave a body, no trace

- remy banks lyrics

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