Rëal Six
Yeat
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Yeah, all of my brothers they rich, been rockin' that Chrome Hearts (yeah) All of my thots they love me, they bang my phone sex (yeah) I been on pills all day Like M.I.A. I pull up, we turn up a notch, we turning it, sick Ride 'round that bitch with a, yeah, blick Took me the ecstasy, I'm high, can't even sit And this chain so heavy, I'ma die, Glock sit on my hips (say) I'm driving around this city, now I'm posted in V.I.P. It be your own city that'll kill you, like R.I.P. Nip I went and been spent like a fire, I bought me the ship (yeah) Yeah, I'm chillin' up at the Ritz, so that they call me Chip (yeah) Pour a four up in my soda, just so I could dip Walked inside the buildin', posted on my hip I told you to back away, I don't need none of your help My wrist livin' underwater, might as well call this kelp Sleep, shots, yeah, I been on pills all day M.I.A. Like a chump, man, get beat in your head Every last one of my bitches love on me (I know that you do) And I hate to say it, but I'm horny (baby) I need you to lick on, all of me (baby) I went and put my wrist on, no degree (what?) I went put my rich on, with no degrees (what?) (hey yeah) Bitch, I died and didn't go to Heaven All of my pockets really filled up with some knots, yeah, bitch they really breaded Any time I ever told you I was talkin' shit, better know I really meant it I can't even waste my time with a broke bitch, nah she can't spend a penny Got a lot of Percs, it ain't hard to pen it, yeah (yeah) Got a lot of Percs, got a lot depending on me (what? yeah) I just left the earth, and they told me landed on me (landed on me now) I just told her pull up, come and break it down on me (I got in her head, had to let her know) How the hell you pull up, then go turn around on me Yeah, all of my brothers they rich, been rockin' that Chrome Hearts (yeah) All of my thots they love me, they bang my phone sex (yeah) I been on pills all day Like M.I.A. I pull up, we turn up a notch, we turnin' it, sick Ride 'round that bitch with a, yeah, blick Took me the ecstasy, I'm high, can't even sit And this chain so heavy, I'ma die, Glock sit on my hips (say) I'm driving around this city, now I'm posted in V.I.P. It be your own city that'll kill you, like R.I.P. Nip I went and been spent like a fire, I bought me the ship (yeah) I'm chillin' up at the Ritz, so that they call me Chip (yeah) Pour a four up in my soda, just so I can dip Walked inside the pent, it's posted on my hip I told you to back away, I don't need none of your help My wrist livin' underwater, might as well call this kelp Sleep, shots, yeah, I been on pills all day M.I.A. Like a chump, man, get beat in your head Every last one of my bitches love on me (I know that you do) And I hate to say it, but I'm horny (baby) I need you to lick on, all of me (baby)
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