500 Degrees lyrics

by

Yung Simmie


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500 degrees n*gga

Flex on they ass

500 degrees n*gga

Vexing they ass

500 degrees n*gga

Shame on they ass

500 degrees n*gga

Flame on they ass
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Can't trust nobody if they don't prove it

A n*gga got his mind but i might lose it

And i don't really want to leave bars oozing

Cause that will be the day the earth stops moving
Apocalyptic cause a chauvasistic

Kid went insane with this sh*t

Insanity because of vanity

Because i believe in me and i plan to be

A necessity

In your mp3

f*ck around and make you catch some sleep

Rest in peace

Don't test the teach

You a sucker for money

And i don't f*ck with a leach

Im finna let out the demons

A jinchuriki a beast
I'm floating higher and higher

So tell me why do you reach

I'm finna do it the biggest

Ill do it bigger than meech

Im trynna f*ck up the profits I'm trynna cop me a beach

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Yung Simmie -

(500 degrees sh*t you heard me

Mac sh*t the one and only)


Now I'm finna take off

AK-47 rip your face off

Now I'm finna go dumb

Roll one and I'm chillin on my lonesome
Now I'm in the back seat

Just me got the Glock right beside me

I really be cooling, hot box

I really be cruising

500 degrees

Sprite with the lean

Yo b*tch on

Me and my team

I really be doing my thing

I been in the game need a super bowl ring

My b*tch is a queen

She dressed in all black and her friend on a bean

I'm really a king

I'm spitting that fire 500 degrees

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