Lyrics:
60 volte nove fa 6300
Questa invenzione sai che è un vero portento
Ci fa risparmiare sempre un sacco di tempo
Ma è meglio attuarlo quando fuori è
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Find God
6300
I don't wanna talk to you, I can barely walk
I got too much on my mind, I got too much in my cup
Dang near
nuove, solo sensazioni nuove
Solo sensazioni nuove, solo sensazioni nuove
60 volte nove fa 6300
Questa invenzione sai che è un vero portento
Ci fa
and the Glock got a
Talm bout me
Hell he, talm bout? (talm bout)
(Labeled)
Fuck he, talm bout me?
(Chu' talm bout)(6300)
Switch it, I, Switch it up
Yeah
Switch
dubs, 6300 never lose
Man I'm always grindin', these haters they got no clue
My fam did so much for me, yeah, I'ma pay my dues
Haters they ain't touching
the money tall on me
Yah, 6300 clan
Yah, flexin' on the gram
Yah, and my thot a ten
Grah, And your glock gon' jam
They gon' see a goat up in a lamb, when I
flourish
Might put my bitch in a Urus
My scammer Nigerian don't need to worry yeah
6300 on Prada bag I do not know how to act
33000 on Navy federal I need
The spirit of Pimp is in here (yeah)
Truck Buck (uh huh), never give a fuck (yeah)
6300 Westside Port (haha)
Southwest Superman (already)
Yeah,
me, gang
6300, we bleed the shit
Run from the 12, don't leave the blick
Ride thru the opps, we'll see some shit (where he at?)
Bus stop, left him
that
I'm making her scream
Dick in her back and
I'm touching her spleen
Heat up the drip
And I'm making it steam
6300 that
Blackout regime
Stay
Til A320
Longueur de la cabine 27.51 mètres
Gamme 6300 kilomètres
Pure élégance
Très calme
Tour de luxe
Au dessus du reste
Gentil avec
time to shape up, yeah
It's time to man up, today's not like 98
I feel i'm on the train, the freight, I hate
Hatred, going through 6300 mileage, in 5
sunday
Grind monday thru sunday
Look like no sleep won't be comin'
I'ma go get me some money
Reppin' the grind fetti hunnit
Right there on 6300
You bet not
Lyrewood lane, 6300 fiend shit
I put the mufuckin green beam on my XD shit
If a nigga try to muthafuckin play
We gone have to take his muthafuckin
Kin-uh-folk
6300, 10 of 10, not no, Ten-'ll-fold
Wrapping this shit like some Tin-uh-foil
Bad bih came straight out a Centerfold (uh)
(Bad bih came straight out
this blunt bitch you know imma face it
6300 the gang boy we stay at the rift
And shordie dont like uber so i fucked in a lyft
And Trevon Prince boy dont
even on a carton kicking shit just like I'm Lou kicking shit just like a spartan
(Punch in)
Talking bout that nigga kang talking bout that 6300 if you
Black Reem in the cut
I be chasing these coins like a Muh fucking laundry mat 6300 yea that's where ya find me at keep it real simple I'm Not
Двенашка, сабвуфер и усилок.
В семь лет услышал у старших годный тречок
Через холодные белые руки, начал передавать его по блютузу.
Nokia 6300, металлический
comin', man
6300 Gang, man, OTF, all that
Gang, gang, gang
We ain't playin', when we say it's up, it's that
All that mumblin' and bumpin' your guns,
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