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letra de 6 kiss - juice wrld, ynw melly & trippie redd

[intro: juice wrld]
i love trippie redd
oh, oh

[refrain: juice wrld]
pourin’ up fours, mud in my cup
won’t look at the past, it’s behind us
fallin’ in a bottomless pit, find us
life is a purge, sound of the sirens

[chorus: juice wrld]
do whatever i want, don’t give a f-ck
live my life, uh-huh, uh-huh
i got your wife, she my sl-t, she take nut, uh-
huh, uh-huh
and i don’t walk sh-t at all, i,m on the money run
i don’t got no opps, they stay inside, cause they scared
of my guns
your b-tch said she want a real one, i told her
“come and find one”
it’s funny how you p-ssy, but you never been
inside one
ayy, theese dumb-ass, virgin-ass n-ggas mad they run
when they see the gun in my hand
bullets like twitter they follow them

[verse 1: ynw melly]
nut, my kids, she swallow them, ooh, yeah, she swallow them
boy, your chain ain’t solid gold
your jeweler finessed, he hollowed them
these n-ggas say they wit’ it, uh, we gon’ harry potter him (p-ssy b-tch)
make that lil’ b-tch disappear, got vvs’s in my ear
ooh-ooh-ooh, a chandelier, we shinin’ on your b-tch
we fl!ck these hoes wanna f-ck, ’cause i’m so freaky-deaky and your b-tch gon’ eat me
you know that we k!lling these f-ck n-ggas
h-ll nah, ain’t no throwin’ no white flag
h-ll nah, p-ssy boy, we don’t buy that
p-ssy n-gga, pull up on him and bite that, uh
hundred thirty k on a cuban link, ayy
shawty wanna f-ck, suck the d-ck and be my bae, ayy
chillin’ on that couch, f-ck your b-tch in her mouth
catch a n-gga slippin’, put it in his f-cking house (slatt)
i ain’t with the talkin’, i ain’t with the talkin’
i ain’t with the talkin’, put the p-ssy n-gga in a coffin (oh)
he red, n-gga say he bleedin’, he red, he red (oh)
i’m k!llin’ everybody instead (bah)

[verse 2: trippie redd]
it be so cold up in the summertime (freezin’), in the summertime (freezin’)
diamonds on my fingers, baby blue, they look like megamind (yeah)
i don’t know reality, b-tch, i feel like coraline (yeah, yeah)
and we from the northside, pull up, optimus prime (yeah)
i don’t wanna miss life (yeah)
promise it feel better takin’ his life (takin’ his life, yeah)
yeah, codeine when i p-ss right (when i p-ss right)
’cause we live that f-cking triple six life, yeah, that 6 kiss life (yeah, six, six)
murder, what it is, murder, what it is, yeah, murder, what it is, uh
i’ma catch a murder in this b-tch, that’s for certain in this b-tch
like close the burtains in this b-tch, uh (yeah, uh, yeah)
uh, it’s a living h-ll (right) and we live in h-ll
from there, live in h-ll, from there, i live in h-ll, from there, yeah
la-la-la-la, gang, la-la-la-la

[refrain: juice wrld]
pourin’ up fours, mud in my cup
won’t look at the past, it’s behind us
fallin’ in a bottomless pit, find us
life is a purge, sound of the sirens

[outro: ynw melly]
nut, my kids, she swallow them, ooh, yeah, she swallow them
boy, your chain ain’t solid gold
your jeweler finessed, he hollowed them
these n-ggas say they wit’ it, uh, we gon’ harry potter him (p-ssy b-tch)
make that lil’ b-tch disappear, got vvs’s in my ear

- juice wrld ynw melly trippie redd

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