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slump6s – tundra lyrics

stone cold racks, lil’ n+gga let’s turn this sh+t to a tundra
i just smoked 3 grams to the face, lil’ n+gga so high, still can’t put the blunt up
i was in la, geeked up with runna
he get two shots, turn to a runner
i was with two hoes, f+ckin’ on two hoes, i done seen two hoes f+ckin’ each other
i got my racks up, word to my mother
pull up, all black coupe like my brothers
i’m tryna put on for all of my brothers
y’all n+ggas so capped out, keep it a hunnid
f+ck a lil’ rap cosign, i don’t want it
when my n+ggas walk down, yeah, they gon’ [?]
they tryna knock me off from resp+wnin’
that ho give me top 5, she gon’ be on it
i’m in the top house, smokin’ on top floor
these n+ggas talk trash, act like ya’ homie
with my top hoe, i walk around like, [?]
rich lil’ [?], i’m head huncho
money on stand fold, b+tch, i don’t know you
wеnt from her headphone straight to hеr neck bone
she givin’ neck with ya young n+gga tourin’
heard your lil’ new sh+t, man, it was torture
we got heat on go, we gon’ torch you
hop inside that fashion, n+gga like [?]
i just pulled up matte black, young n+gga forced it
in the scat pack, you can’t afford it
hop up, ghost, like snapchat, tryna explore it

- slump6s lyrics

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