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slump6s & destroy lonely - red lyrics

[intro]
(diamond)
()

[chorus: slump6s]
doing real sh+t, other n+ggas fake
i’m in that jag’, let’s race
my b+tch got exquisite taste
i slide in that b+tch, we in our state
i can’t f+ck with that ho, mistake (woo)
all my n+ggas don’t hesitate
i already know that we up one day
try to call me broke and i’m like, “okay”
i cannot go back and forth with a bum, n+gga
ha, you don’t got no bread, where your funds n+gga?
i got a crib in l.a., having fun with her
walk out of saks and my bank going dumb, n+gga
you just be goin’ out sad, you a dumb n+gga
i don’t f+ck with school, but i go anyway
think that i’m lackin’, i stay with a gun, n+gga
i ain’t a sport, i don’t got time to play
[verse 1: slump6s]
stay with a glock .19, tec .19, just like me, wanna be like me
cartier shades, you can see like me
walk up in the club, i don’t need id
(you feel me, i’m not even really your type but)
(man, let’s go)
rеd outside, i’ma catch him, ha
bl!ck in my hand like i’m beckham, ha
livе a sweet life, i’ma deck him
okay, eat [?], go fast in a tesla
copy ass n+gga wanna test me
if a n+gga wanna die, it’s a blessing
i been kicking sh+t with the bros like messi
just got a new phone, n+gga, please don’t text me
bro got all black, swear these b+tches don’t see me
i’m in the lamb’, in the d+mn lamborghini
i like to been had it, rub me like a genie
when i take the drugs, man, i turn to a geek
she said that i cheated, i need a receipt
i ride tryna flex and my fashion be me
she said, “are you rich?” and i said, “what you think?”
i see through you n+ggas, i don’t even blink
i’m workin’ all night, i don’t get no sleep
can’t f+ck with y’all n+ggas, y’all n+ggas be weak
can’t f+ck with these n+ggas, y’all n+ggas be weird
if you talkin’ on gang, get shot like a deer
run up on a n+gga, tell him, “come here”
they know i can take they spot, that’s what the fear
b+tch, know when that shot singin’ no one can hear ya
ain’t no one else comin’ near
he tryna run up, he thought sh+t was sweet with fifteenhunnid
i swear that we got a drop so we got him
big body chain on my neck, man, it’s costing a lot of hundreds
b+tch, you was just at my crib, n+gga, that is not your honey
[chorus: slump6s]
doing real sh+t, other n+ggas fake
i’m in that jag’, let’s race
my b+tch got exquisite taste
i slide in that b+tch, we in our state
i can’t f+ck with that ho, mistake (woo)
all my n+ggas don’t hesitate
i already know that we up one day
try to call me broke and i’m like, “okay”
i cannot go back and forth with a bum, n+gga
ha, you don’t got no bread, where your funds n+gga?
i got a crib in l.a., having fun with her
walk out of saks and my bank going dumb, n+gga
you just be goin’ out sad, you a dumb n+gga
i don’t f+ck with school, but i go anyway
think that i’m lackin’, i stay with a gun, n+gga
i ain’t a sport, i don’t got time to play

[verse 2: destroy lonely]
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
i ain’t got time to play (yeah)
but my boy, he gon’ slide with a k
and this b+tch, she gon’ come give me face
i get flyer when i take a flight baby, and i’m way too high on this plane
so i’m gettin’ high, yeah, i’m gettin’ high baby
and i can’t even hear what you sayin’
tryna see my face, n+gga gotta pay
yeah, i got a whole lot on my plate
i spent a whole lot on my jeans, i might spend a whole lot on my bae
i’m still on the east side of the a
n+gga, yeah, i’m outside everyday
yeah, i’m with the gang, baby, with the gang
n+ggas with this sh+t, we gon’ eat out they face
[chorus: slump6s]
doing real sh+t, other n+ggas fake
i’m in that jag’, let’s race
my b+tch got exquisite taste
i slide in that b+tch, we in our state
i can’t f+ck with that ho, mistake (woo)
all my n+ggas don’t hesitate
i already know that we up one day
try to call me broke and i’m like, “okay”
i cannot go back and forth with a bum, n+gga
ha, you don’t got no bread, where your funds n+gga?
i got a crib in l.a., having fun with her
walk out of saks and my bank going dumb, n+gga
you just be goin’ out sad, you a dumb n+gga
i don’t f+ck with school, but i go anyway
think that i’m lackin’, i stay with a gun, n+gga
i ain’t a sport, i don’t got time to play

- slump6s destroy lonely lyrics

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