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letra de let me tell you sum - six ward von

[intro: babyfxce e]
(enrgy made this one)
yeah
it’s with an x, n-gga
alright, come on

[verse 1: babyfxce e]
b-tch, let me tell you somethin’
you gotta get up out my bed, i think i’m smellin’ somethin’
he don’t wanna bust no clerk head, i think he scared of money
found his body in the woods, they like, “it must’ve been a bear or somethin’,” yeah
i’m wearin’ fear of god, but i swear to god that i ain’t scared of nothin’
got a b-tch pregnant, she tried to trap me, got me scared of nuttin’
sandpaper on my glock grip feel like an egg mcm-ffin
shot the switch, it almost broke my wrist, got me scared of the b-tton
it’s crazy rappin’ ’bout thе same sh-t, but you not where i’m at
i know you wanna tеll me ’bout your rap sh-t, but i didn’t ask
i understand you was turnt back then, but you didn’t last
i said a joke and popped him in his funny bone because he didn’t laugh
[verse 2: six ward von]
lame-ass n-gga kick my cup and i’ma kick his ass
catch him ridin’ fish bowl, split that b-tch in half
he ain’t posted sh-t in like some months, guess he in his bag
he ain’t even got no legs, how he gettin’ back?
i’m in the booth gettin’ head, i ain’t finna rap
i just walked to saks fifth like where amiri at?
i just did a dub in wisconsin where it’s chilly at
i need all my sh-t bustdown, bro, where izzy at?
we left them b-tches in the rental, we weren’t in a scat
i got to shootin’ while i’m drivin’, i wasn’t in the back
i don’t be makin’ diss songs, i don’t be into that
i got to f-ckin’ on my ex, get the feeling back

[verse 3: babyfxce e]
she broke my heart, i bought some chrome hearts to get my feelings back
we keep it organized in dope houses, but this still a trap
i got more bald-heads in the glock than a brazilian wax
turn his bald head-ass into a striker, end up stealin’ scatz

[verse 4: six ward von]
found out he took his statement back, but he still a rat
i only f-cked on that b-tch once, how she still attached?
n-ggas out here playin’ both sides, you get k!lled for that
my man said he dyin’ for me, he in my will for that
[verse 5: babyfxce e]
i left it ghost ridin’
they think the finna go in the stores, but they both drivin’
ain’t mario, we give his whip sh-lls like we go-kartin’
i need two thousand every verse i do, it ain’t no bargains

[verse 6: six ward von]
shoot a n-gga in his head, it ain’t no arguin’
got him boxed from every way, it ain’t no turnin’
i’ll slime a n-gga out, leave his nose burnin’
my youngin shoot a crib up, blew up the whole furnace

- six ward von

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