6 Kiss Lyrics – Trippie Redd
Singer: Trippie Redd
Title: 6 Kiss
Oh, oh
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
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#ss#, but you never been inside one
Ayy, these dumb-ass, virgin-ass n#gg#s mad
They run when they see the gun in my hand
Bullеts like twitter, they follow thеm
Nut, my kids, she swallow them, ooh, yeah, she swallow them
Boy, your chain ain’t solid gold
Your jeweler finessed, he hollowed them (yeah)
These n#gg#s say they wit’ it, uh, we gon’ harry potter him (p#ss# b#tch)
Make that lil’ b#tch disappear (woo), got vvs’s in my ear
Ooh-ooh-ooh, a chandelier, they shinin’ on your b#tch
We flick these hoes wanna f#ck, ’cause i’m so freaky-deaky and your b#tch gon’ eat me
You know that we killin’ these f#ck n#gg#s
Hell nah, ain’t no throwin’ no white flag
Hell nah, p#ss# boy, we don’t buy that
p#ss# n#gg#, pull up on him and bite that, uh
Hundred thirty k on a cuban link, ayy
Shawty wanna f#ck, suck the dick and be my bae, ayy (uh)
Chillin’ on that couch, f#ck your b#tch in her mouth
Catch a n#gg# 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#ss# n#gg# in a coffin (oh-oh-oh)
He red, n#gg# say he bleedin’, he red, he red (oh)
I’m killin’ everybody instead (bah)
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 piss right (when i piss 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 hell (right) and we live in hell
From there, live in hell, from there, i live in hell, from there, yeah
La-la-la-la, gang, la-la-la-la
Demons shoot, shoot like cupid, b#tch i do this
Boy they stupid, ‘cuz p#ss# i won’t lose it
If we get to drawing down, you hear the sound
Boy don’t play
Ayy, don’t get outta line
Running out of cash, running out of time
I’m about the dollar signs, yeah, yeah
I’m about the dollar signs, yeah, yeah
We ain’t kill you if you out of line
I’m about kill you if out of line
I’m about the dollar signs, yeah, yeah, ayy
Choppa on me, yeah, i, yeah, yeah
Okay, yeah, i’m on tour goin’ too hard, uh
Xanny in the bottle, i took two bars, uh
Ballin’ on my ex, i feel like dumars
Rockstar, but in the trap i still do bars
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