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LYRICS:
Intro:
yeh, what's gud, what's goin on,
6extermination callin my phone, shit
6extermination callin my phone,
6extermination callin my shit
I got money on the table now,
they used to tell us we ain't gon be shit,
yeh they used to tell us that, yah
they used to tell us we ain't gon be shit,
but I knew that's a lie, look at us now, bitch
look at us now
bitch u can not go shoot these boys down,
but I guess you could try,
look at us now, bitch
look at us now
top boy shit up in the motherfuckin phantom,
I don't like no xanah,
gimme that rich boy phetah,
I know, money isn't nothing,
money ain't shit
but I know that shit gon one day buy me a new crib
Break:
Bitch I woke up in heaven with my shmokes,
I will never lose these bitches on my folks,
been tormented in my vision,
I feel I could fly bitch,
voices in the corner tellin me that I can't quit
wasshh gud 6extermination,
wasshh gud
Verse:
woke up in the morning, bitch my cash that shit is stolen,
ain't nobody like me bitch i'm foreign,
you just the same fuckin boring snoring,
we got big gas and I bet it's shmoking,
we can not fix your brain if it's broken,
shmokin on gas now bitch I can focus,
that shit some magic like hogadus pocus,
yah, bitch
you can't fix the devil cuz he'll never change,
every fuckin problem I done fixed I had to face,
bitch you know you something when you just can't be replaced,
all they do is talk and talk, ain't making any change
all this time when I'm alone like bitch I'm good,
they don't want the same things,
not the same as you,
I'm fed up of showin them shit they fuckin know they could,
you'll look back in about five years and wish you fuckin would
I can't blame the world for failure and all my addictions,
I get on with half of these bitches they just get it twisted,
I can't fuck with people who walk and talk with contradictions,
I seen your chapter number one like I don't fuck with science fiction
bitch,
need my digits, coco on my bicuits,
can't keep a distance, this that big boy divison,
watch your fuckin manners, half these boys is snitching,
in my fuckin house I got an anti fuck boy system,
I like when my bitches shining like some fuckin gloss,
I ain't never gave up lil boy you took a loss,
boy you'd lose your head over all this fuckin sauce,
twenty copper coins like lil boy that's how much you cost
outro