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Slump6s – Origin Lyrics

Slump6s Origin Lyrics

(Amir)
Yeah, yeah (Chris Mejia)
Yeah, yeah (Glory)
Go (Yeah), zoom (Yeah)
Go (Yeah), zoom (Yeah)
Go (Yeah), zoom (Yeah)
Go, yeah, yeah (Bop-bop-bop)
Go (Yeah), zoom (Yeah)
Go (Yeah), zoom (Yeah)
Go (Yeah), zoom (Yeah)
Go, yeah, yeah (Bop-bop-bop)

Been gettin’ bread, but I think I need more of it
It’s just the start of this shit, it’s the origin
I got a 4 in the cup, yeah, I’m pourin’ it
Ask how I do it, I said I’m just born with it
Stackin’ my money, I ain’t gettin’ bored of it
Feel like Santana, this chop got a sword with it
Uppin’ that fye, he gon’ leave with a hole in him
I hit it once, man, I call that a hole in one

ARP and this bitch got kickback
Walk in the store, tryna find where the Ricks at
Me and the gang tryna find where the licks at
That n**** still tryna find where his bitch at
That ho with me and you can’t get her back
They like, “Dakota, you gotta relax”
Stay with the gang, man, I could never lack
Livin’ the life, it ain’t better than that

My money up than a bitch, yeah
They tellin’ me I can’t miss, yeah
Walk in the spot and it’s lit, yeah
XD, it’s makin’ him twitch, yeah
X-XD, it got that boy runnin’, yeah
Ballin’ like Andre Drummond, yeah
When they see six and a hundred, yeah
That little shit, it ain’t nothin’

This chop’ get to hummin’ if that n**** play with my payment
She wanna fuck all on me ’cause I’m famous
My n***** shootin’ that shit like they Damian Lillard
Playin’ that ho like I’m gamin’
Then I’m gon’ give her the kick like I’m Sheamus
My n***** wild, I don’t plan on tamin’
She is a nat, so I don’t plan on claimin’
I get the bag, go to sleep, do the same shit

I get the bag, go to sleep, do the same thing
So many hoes on my line, I can’t maintain
Shooter from Jersey, just like it was gameday
1500, you know that’s the gang way
Said I’m gon’ make it, I already did it
My n***** shootin’ a cap at your fitted
Said I’m gon’ go up, they ain’t wanna listen
Sellin’ out shows, man, they ran out of tickets, yeah

Been gettin’ bread, but I think I need more of it
It’s just the start of this shit, it’s the origin
I got a 4 in the cup, yeah, I’m pourin’ it
Ask how I do it, I said I’m just born with it
Stackin’ my money, I ain’t gettin’ bored of it
Feel like Santana, this chop got a sword with it
Uppin’ that fye, he gon’ leave with a hole in him
I hit it once, man, I call that a hole in one

ARP and this bitch got kickback
Walk in the store, tryna find where the Ricks at
Me and the gang tryna find where the licks at
That n**** still tryna find where his bitch at
That ho with me and you can’t get her back
They like, “Dakota, you gotta relax”
Stay with the gang, man, I could never lack
Livin’ the life, it ain’t better than that