Slump6s
True
[Intro]
Hey, let's go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Double the [?], n***a, I'm on go
She want Six, tell her, "Give me throat"
Give her to the [?], that's just what I do (Ha)
Hoe get out my face, tryna fuck up my mood
I don't want a bitch [?]
All my bitches nice, all my bitches rude, oh
She a pretty bitch with a attitude, oh
All my n***as rich, never follow rules
Everything I said, talk about, it's true (True, true, true, true)
I can't stress a bitch, worried about the blues, oh

[Verse]
Send a n***a up to Jesus
Rock True', tear that boy to pieces
RIP Dre, n***a when I heard the news, on God, bitch, I couldn't believe it
ARP, Dracs, n***a, what I tote around me, 'cause these n***as really plottin'
Got a pretty face, I know she that she want see some of my wallet
Every state, I'ma take a trip
N***a that's your bitch? N***a, better get her
Walk down with that shit, n***a, you get dripped n***a like a sweater
I-I-It's some n***as mad about a bitch
Know that n***a sick, hope that boy get better
Brand new Forgiatos on the whip
I'ma rent the car, fuck about the weather, yeah
Bitch I really get to it, n***a you better get it together (Yeah)
Had your chance, and you blew it
I told her, "Tell my money, whatever"
I'm the first one to do it, all these n***as my clones, like my offspring
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[Bridge]
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Y-Y-Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Double the [?], n***a, I'm on go
She want Six, tell her, "Give me throat"
Give her to the [?], that's just what I do (That's just what I do, bitch)
Hoe get out my face, tryna fuck up my mood
I don't want a bitch [?]
All my bitches nice, all my bitches rude, oh
She a pretty bitch with a attitude, oh
All my n***as rich, never follow rules, no
Everything I said, talk about, it's true (True, true, true, true)
I can't stress a bitch, worried about the blues, oh

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah