666 lyrics

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Yeah, we just smokin' on opps, put that ass in a vape
Your b*tch, she standin' on top with that ass in my face
He tryna run from them bullets, can't run from that 'K
She gon' pull up, n*gga run and we shoot at his face
b*tch, I want money, any statement gon' move out the place
No, I never [?], I'll never [?]
Yeah, I count guwap, f*ck n*gga, my name is Che
Knock out your doorman, b*tch, I'ma run in your place
Put some white in her smile, yeah, that b*tch a [?]
Air out a wasteman, n*gga so done, feel like Drake
This n*gga hatin' 'cause he not up in my place
Her head amazin', made my body harlem shake
I keep 'em waitin', I'll never drop my tape
I own some bulldogs, but they never in they cage
f*ckin' real sh*t, I got some money in my face
I get on nate beats 'cause I love the f*ckin' bass
Put him in the lake 'cause I'll never leave a trace
I’m with my twin, that’s just on that straight
Shoot at your Benz, he won't have a ray
No Jeremy Lin, I shoot and I'll make
I f*ck on tens, di*k in all they face
I hurt your mans, got put in a ditch
Walk on my wrist, we in outer space
Since I was ten, lil' n*gga, never liked a jake
I'm in your state farmin' b*tches, n*gga, like I'm Jake
I'm in a sitcom, finna cop a Debbie Kay
A lot of sh*t gone, n*gga shoot with double Dracs
She finna bend over, then I put it in her face
If I put Cartiers on, then how can I get mid?
If I don't rock the Saint Peter, then how can I be lit?
If I ain't buss in a b*tch, then how can she be late?
Before I eat, man, it's always, "As-salamu alaykum"
24/8, b*tch, I'm always ballin' like the Lakers
My life a movie, but, hell nah, this ain't anime
I love my mama, but I ain't tell her that I made it
I love these b*tches, you see, n*ggas, they so basic
I light his Fronto up and you know I face it
I f*cked this lil' ho up, think she was Jamaican
I make this Draco vrrah, where his body lay?
I don't wear makeup, nah, but I look amazin'
All of these white diamonds, everybody think I'm racist
I gotta rock out, I'm makin' everybody fake
Put it on God, I'm in everybody f*ckin' brain
I paint my nails, everybody swear I'm gay
I told lil' twin, "Let's take it right back to the basics"
Bullets say, "Haha," young n*gga did not kick
You poppin', I land and I'm f*ckin' on an eight
My mom, she hate me, I'm bad at communicatin'
You tell the cops somethin', you'll always be a b*tch
I told the crack fiends, "Uncle told me how to mix"
I told my main b*tch, "Let's go have a Blasian baby"
I like a G-Shock, but I think this sh*t outdated
You so feline, how it feel to get cremate?
b*tch, in my free time, I be boolin' with your bae
But it's the street time, smokin' with a non-fake
I need some me time, told this b*tch, "I cannot face her"
I hit her three times, three times, now she can't even take it
Put this on rewind, now his ass get baked
I told Elon, "b*tch, we finna make a spaceship"