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vonoff1700 - 6 figures lyrics

[intro]
uh, come on
free my hood, n+gga, f+ck your hood, n+gga
i’m still on the ave where it’s all good, n+gga
tell the opps post they side, we gon’ come through and k!ll all they ass, n+gga, for real

[chorus]
alright, i’m ridin’, this sh+t done got me mad why? ’cause i can’t find these n+ggas
uh, wherever we catch him at, that’s where he gon’ lay, he play, we gon’ bounce out, get him
by time we swung them doors and he looked up, he ain’t even know what hit him
whenever i sign my deal, whoever it’s with, just know it’s gon’ be six figures (for real)

[verse]
i be puttin’ it on, sometimes i go get fly and i don’t even take no pictures (for real)
b+tch, is we f+ckin’ or not? let me know now, we ain’t finna go out to dinner
while you was in school, somewhere followin’ the rules, n+gga, i was outside spinnin’
still gon’ do what i want, so don’t even talk, n+gga, i’m not gon’ listen (i’m not)
wherever i go, i’m biggest, i was nineteen, bullyin’ n+ggas in prison (in jail)
last n+gga got clapped up was dumb as f+ck, got caught tryna him some chicken (his dumb ass)
now i’m finna shoot my gun, i just can’t stop, i think i got an addiction
your b+tch don’t wanna home ’cause i balled her up, i put her different positions
every time they get clapped up, they die in twos, i guess they got a tradition
i really don’t got no friends, we ain’t locked in if we ain’t never went on no mission
this car ain’t mine, that’s why i’m runnin’ the lights, i don’t give a f+ck ’bout the tickets
the opps outside, tell ’em i’m on my way, i’ll be there in a minute (i’m comin’)
uh, dissin’ my homie, it’s alright, you finna pay him a visit (for real, for real)
i left four n+ggas dead with just four bullets, that’s how i knew i was gifted (okay)
i don’t want that switch to go on the back of my gun if that b+tch 3d printed
every time he slide, he don’t wanna k!ll n0body, that’s why he keep on missin’ (for real)
b+tch, i’m young and turnt, just come around if you wanna see how i’m livin’
everybody ask for somethin’, d+mn, check up on me, you don’t wanna see how i’m feelin’?
before i was doin’ this rap, i was on north ave or i was somewhere stealin’ (for real)
uh, n+ggas be dyin’ over lil’ stupid sh+t they say, so don’t put me in your mentions
tryna hurt my feelings, jump from d+ck to d+ck, that b+tch gon’ be in the clinic
when we bounced out on him, the n+gga was runnin’ so fast, you thought he was in the olympics
just got a brand new drac’, the opps ain’t safe, this b+tch big as a midget
she done pulled out her phone, tried to put me on the ‘gram, this b+tch pushin’ her limits
through all my cases, i was the one gettin’ indicted, i wasn’t never the witness
got tired of basketball, wasn’t sh+t else to do, so i fell in love with the trenches (for real)
the robbers and k!llers can vouch, check my name, n+gga, i stand on business
i wasn’t a regular kid, when i was sixteen, b+tch, i was labeled a menace (for real)
get the f+ck out of my face, i don’t got legs, n+gga, i don’t wanna kick it (i don’t)
stop sayin’ my name, i promise i will not respond, you n+ggas be seekin’ attention
i mix purple and green, i done sipped too much lean, i’m in a different dimension
if i catch me an opp, i don’t care if we in front of a church, i promise it’s gon’ be a k!llin’
[chorus]
alright, i’m ridin’, this sh+t done got me mad why? ’cause i can’t find these n+ggas
uh, wherever we catch him at, that’s where he gon’ lay, he play, we gon’ bounce out, get him
by time we swung them doors and he looked up, he ain’t even know what hit him (dumbass)
whenever i sign my deal, whoever it’s with, just know it’s gon’ be six figures (for real)

[outro]
n+gga, know it’s gon’—
free my hood, n+gga, f+ck your hood, n+gga

- vonoff1700 lyrics

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