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six ward von - y3 lyrics

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[intro]
(reuel, stop playin’ with these n+ggas)
skrrt, skrrt+skrrt
b+tch+ass n+ggas
gang sh+t, n+gga

[verse]
ayy, i’m on y3 (i’m on y3)
b+tch, i know your baby daddy, he don’t like me
five+hundred+dollar jeans, gas station white tee
stop at the corner, let me out, let the pipe spray (let me out right here, bro)
boy, don’t get knocked off
i ain’t f+ck her off a perc’, i done got soft
i’m in an equinox behind tint gettin’ topped off (skrrt)
i’d never hide my hand, i get my rocks off (get my rocks off)
b+tch head was so good, i took my socks off
ghost in here pastin’ back and forth tryna pop dog (baow)
yeah, we got a couple outs but they not y’all (thеy not y’all)
we pop n+ggas, pop b+tches and we pop scars
clockin’ out of work thе only time n+ggas got off
my lil’ b+tch done dropped up out of school, she don’t like raw
she said she tryna figure a n+gga out, the b+tch done got lost
boy, you just gossipping, you ain’t see it pop off
dribble n+gga head between my legs like i’m hot sauce
f+ckin’ rap hoes, dream chasing like i’m meek mill
my daughter act just like me, swear her lil’ ass can’t keep still
n+gga askin’ is a gun around? you know i keep steel
n+gga askin’ is the percs around? you know we keep pills



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