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‎sixoceans - ‎die lyrics

[intro]
(f+ck is you talkin’ bout?)

[chorus: ohsxnta]
up the gl!ck, put him in the sky
i’m getting money why would i lie?
these n+ggas know i’m keeping that fie
talking on smoke, you gon’ die
he try to be me, he tried
smoking on gas n+gga with the guys
whatever i like n+gga i’ma buy
i hit that hoe once, then she cried

[verse 1: ohsxnta]
i’ma jerk to these hoes no jamaica
i’m sitting back, counting all this pape’
you wanna come back, you too late
she wanna come and kick it all day
tex+tex+texting your b+tch back, like, “hey”
i’m getting money like everyday
badass hoe, can’t be my bae
the feds pull up, i can’t stay
rolling the cookies on the ash tray
i’m not living life the right way
badass hoe give me good face
remember i hit her up on mysp+ce
you takin bad drugs, them laced
got a mask on so i don’t catch a case
ho+ho+hop on the beat i’m knowing what to say
i’m getting the chips like frito+lay
[verse 2: sixoceans]
yeah, huh, yeah, yeah
ran a lil’ check for the mill’
talking on gang, get popped like a pill
i+i+i take the drugs, ’cause i love the feel
she wanna f+ck, told her keep it real
in that b+tch with the fire b+tch i’m clutching the steel
got a white shooter, think that n+gga named phil
and that b+tch tryna f+ck me for hunnids
and that n+gga want smoke, lil’ b+tch we could go run it
he wanna talk on the gang, p+ssy n+gga got punished
and that boy got the ball, lil’ b+tch better punt it
and we running that check up, for the mill’
b+tch i’m tisa, feel so silly
she tryna f+ck, i told her “really?”
to+too many clones these n+ggas stealing
i just want the f+ckin’ bag
run up on me, then we pushin’ you back
i+i got your mama strung off of the crack
ni+ni+ni+n+ggas too broke, can’t even make ’em a rack
b+tch i ain’t jace, i ain’t gotta go rat
i got your b+tch, she gon’ eat on my sa+a+a+a+
i got the fent’, in a 6 pack
b+tch i been working on making this bag
jugg a n+gga for racks, now he sad as a b+tch
rpg on my side and it came with a switch
i ain’t on none of the bullsh+t, tryna get rich
and i came with your hoe, she gon’ eat on my d+ck
ran down with that pole, he get hit with that switch
i’m with sxnta in the prada store
she tryna f+ck, i ain’t hitting no wh0re
we send a b+tch n+gga to the floor (floor)

- sixoceans lyrics

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