6000 Degrees Lyrics

 6000 Degrees Lyrics

6000 Degrees Lyrics


Lyrics

Ight, these bitches gotta be kidding me (Let's go)
Bitch call me broke when she livin' off income
My Gucci cost more than your rent, bitch, literally

These bitches was fans before they was enemies (Duh)
This bitch is a big dummy
Type of bitch go and flex all her rent money
Stop the capping we know you don't get money (Stop the cap)

It was never no beef with this bitch
Man, this hoe is delusional and want some exposure (Some exposure)
This bitch grown as the fuck and she twice as my age
On my life, man, I don't even know her (On my mama)

Insecure, man, that bitch need some closure
Big Scorpio, I was born in October
One minute, yeah, I be smoking a opp
Then I'm smoking Gelato, I must be bipolar

Kickin' big shit with my feet on 'em (Ayy!)
I ain't even gotta touch the bitch, 'cause her baby daddy beat on her
No for real, beat her ass, then he skite on her
Shit, and he might even pee on her

It's a opp hoe in my fat wood
Bitch so broke that she ran out of tissue and wiped her stank ass with a backwood
But it's time to close the curtains
Bitch you so wack, I'd rather play with murder

Fresh as fuck, like my name "Dish Detergent"
Watch my every move, man, this bitch steady lurking (Why?)
Yeah, I'm bout to get it in (What?)
Bitch, how you gon' this lookin sponsored by City Trends?
Bitch you a flop, you don't know what to do
I came back to my talk, we can go Clue for Clue

Come on, bitch, you know you had to mention $hyfrodatre to get some views
Stop playin' (Stop playin!)

I really beat bitches for fun
I pulled up on her and she pulled out a gun
I don't even got the rest of the energy to-
For this lame ass bitch (No cap)

I should slap the fuck out your mama
You grown as the fuck flashing 200 dollars, (bitch, get outta here!) the fuck

Bitch, stop playin'
You know I'm the face of the city, bitch, that's why you mad
Ehh (ehh)
Aha, ehh (ehhe)
Lil' bitch, ehe (haha)
The fuck?

Bitch, you know my name
Hoe, stop playin with me
Hahahaha! This bitch is goofy!

And for the record hoe, stay with my pappy
My rap stating real life, stop playing with me
But tell 'em how you was a fan first
Haha, ayy, the fuck?



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