trizz – 86 lyrics
[verse 1]
ya, it’s h-lla smoke in the atmosphere
check the quotes, i’m the dopest in the stratosphere
glad i’m here, and ready to act the -ss in here
pack the stacks this year
and k!llin’ whoever rapping here
the bad is here
the homies ain’t really that sincere
brought the strap in here in case n-ggas start acting weird
we ride around in the town real feisty
some n-ggas don’t like me because they wanna be like me
uh, f-ck who like me i’m all up in my psyche, uh
try me n-gga, put your blood on my nikes
where you at? sh-t i’m laid up with wifey
paid up, stayed up ain’t n0body like me
i came politely they still did me shiesty
n-ggas grimy and they sittin’ right beside me
let’s take a ride g, lets slide through the ie
like five deep n-gga you know where to find me
[hook]
yeah i pull up and i’m asking where them sticks at
the scanner yeah it keep me with the dispatch, oh
n-gga talkin’ bout he want his b-tch back
i hit it and i had the 86 pad, oh
n-ggas they be hatin’ 86
n-ggas they be fakin’ 86
n-ggas they be snitchin’ 86
you f-ck around and end up with a sh-t bag, oh
[verse 2]
ya i pull up with the sticks
if you lackin’ then i’m smackin’ with the sh-ts
if you actin’, double back and do your sh-ts
but it’s time for an <> 40 do the splits, oh
you hit a remix, use it like planned prefix
watch the beat hiccup
n-gga this b-tch seasick
let it sink in
everything like the weekend
all my n-ggas they street sharks, and everybody like the deep end
we permanent, burnt out
like a leave-in
gun smoke for breakfast, n-ggas better sleep in
bring the sticks
we hit the venue and sneak in
all these n-ggas hating because all they b-tches beakin’
[hook]
yeah i pull up and i’m asking where them sticks at
the scanner yeah it keep me with the dispatch, oh
n-gga talkin’ bout he want his b-tch back
i hit it and i had the 86 pad, oh
n-ggas they be hatin’ 86
n-ggas they be fakin’ 86
n-ggas they be snitchin’ 86
you f-ck around and end up with a sh-t bag, oh
yeah i pull up and i’m asking where them sticks at
the scanner yeah it keep me with the dispatch, oh
n-gga talkin’ bout he want his b-tch back
i hit it and i had the 86 pad, oh
n-ggas they be hatin’ 86
n-ggas they be fakin’ 86
n-ggas they be snitchin’ 86
you f-ck around and end up with a sh-t bag, oh
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