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letra de status (woke up) - slump6s

[intro: slump6s]
woo, woo
woo, woo
woo, woo
woo, woo
woo, woo
c’mon (hollywood j)
c’mon, c’mon

[chorus: slump6s]
huh, i just want the cash, cash (let do it)
how this sh-t make me a bad man? (let do it)
most these n-gga green like cash app
i just put [?] f-cking snapchat (let’s go)
hoe wan’ eat me up, and that’s that
i be smokin’ za’ like cashnasty
i can’t f-ck that lil’ hoe, that’s nasty
got then rackies comin’ in, gladly
yeah, woke up, i had a bag to make
woke up, i got some
slime said, “get you a bag”, okay
opp ass n-gga wanna check my status
i’m in that motherf-ckin’ fast lane
all my brothers, they ball march madness
don’t get hit with that stick, baby
i don’t want sh-t to end up tragic for ya
[verse 1: slump6s]
i’m in that maybach, [?]
[?]
that b-tch my [?], no, i can’t stand the hoe
i need a medic, lean got me talkin’ slow
big body truck, b-tch i know how to park it though
[?], i’ma lob it though
i’m smokin’ strong, yeah this blunt got me coughin’, hoe
my b-tch got orange hair like kim possible
[?]
he got hit, [?]
yo b-tch pulled up on me, how i stop the hoe?
skrrt up out of here, yeah, my team they unstoppable
wock in my cup, but i don’t need no doctor for it
everything i got on me, you could not afford
don’t try one of my n-ggas, they knockin’ doors
don’t try one of my hoes, ’cause [?]
n-gga stealin’ my flow, thinkin’ no one knows
real n-gga, ain’t puttin’ on no persona
heard they rockin’ fake sh-t, so we don’t endorse ’em
[?]
ride ’round skrrtin’ in a [?], turn lil’ bro to a hashtag
n-gga want smoke, we can match that
only want guap, where the racks at? yeah

[chorus: slump6s]
huh, i just want the cash, cash (let do it)
how this sh-t make me a bad man? (let do it)
most these n-gga green like cash app (yeah)
i just put [?] f-cking snapchat (let’s go)
hoe wan’ eat me up, and that’s that
i be smokin’ za’ like cashnasty
i can’t f-ck that lil’ hoe, that’s nasty (woo)
got then rackies comin’ in, gladly (woo)
yeah, woke up, i had a bag to make
woke up, i got some [?]
slime said, “get you a bag”, okay
opp ass n-gga wanna check my status
i’m in that motherf-ckin’ fast lane
all my brothers, they ball march madness
don’t get hit with that stick, baby (bop, bop, bop, bop)
i don’t want sh-t to end up tragic (bop)
[verse 2: lil gnar, slump6s]
don’t wanna see you again (don’t wanna see you again)
we put a hole in yo chest (we put a hole in yo-, blatt)
i was just smokin’ a cig’, baby (bop, bop, bop)
i was just holdin’ my breath (bop, bop)
i got a double c, baby (i got a double c)
my b-tch in love with chanel
i’m finna put that flag on ’em, we finna send them to h-ll (bop, bop, bop, bop)
big body tonka, hoe, [?]
i’m gettin’ dough, like i’m workin’ for dominos (yeah)
[?] mo’f-cking partner, though
like i went fishin’, can’t catch me without a pole
[?]
since i had started, i knew i was chosen
7.62 hit his leg, now he broken
spin in the ‘cat, get it motherf-ckin’ stolen
i’m in the hot box, i’m ’bout to flame sh-t (what?)
drive in the rolls truck, i’m with my main b-tch
i just hopped out the benz, went to the bank, b-tch
yo n-gga ain’t havin’ no cash, he can’t even make rent (boop, boop, boop)

[chorus: slump6s]
i just want the cash, cash (let do it)
how that sh-t make me a bad man? (let do it)
most these n-gga green like cash app (yeah)
i just put [?] f-cking snapchat (let’s go)
hoe wan’ eat me up, and that’s that
i be smokin’ za’ like cashnasty
i can’t f-ck that lil’ hoe, that’s nasty
got then rackies comin’ in, gladly
yeah, woke up, i had a bag to make
woke up, i got some fashion habits
slime said, “get you a bag”, okay
opp ass n-gga wanna check my status
i’m in that motherf-ckin’ fast lane
all my brothers, they ball march madness
don’t get hit with that stick, baby (boop, boop, boop)
i don’t want sh-t to end up tragic (bop)
[outro: slump6s]
ayy, top dog, the most hated
n-gga know what the f-ck goin’ on
been countin’ up the most bread, been havin’ the most b-tches, been havin’ the most motion
you know? that goes for everything (hollywood j)
i don’t want see nothin’ end up tragic
(if i catch another motherf-cker talkin’ sweet about slump, i’m f-ckin’ slumpin’ ’em)
(i’m not f-ckin’ playin’ no more)

- slump6s

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