Lyrics Mvng777 – 6 man’s in a stolen car | New Today Lyrics

Verse 1
Let’s get to the chinging
How many timеs I skrr’, and day, and bro, and I push that thing in (Shing!)
Man, twist that shit untill the blade goes in. (Splash!)
? and
Get laid open
Like Beethoven
Them boys they hoes, they grab our poles
Then man’s they know they still in clothes
Then man they sad I’m speaking fast, then they get mad (They get mad)
We sliding gavs
Year round’ they’re tryna’ see who’s that
They talk, they own, but it ain’t on biz’
Man, I get that done
Get out back and split (split)
They keep spying while your guys they moving by
Yeah you know I’ll keep on working cuz’ im sky
Yeah you my gang’s on violence
They show men not to kick and move
(That man-(move)-is violent)
You listen up, better group and shoot
We bought our gun
Just stick it to man
Just keep that shit ’till im finding rooms
Thing on things, we laugh at your hut
We ain’t got time for my hands, that’s long. (For my hands, thats long)
(KERR!)
Look
I am a skinny dude
She think she cute, she think I’m too, she must be mad
Man
Open the four door cube
Get smoked like crack. (Crack!)
I just saved gas
Silly, dumb bitch, my scum with a clutch
I swear these bitch got me feeling like that

Chorus
Six man’s in a stolen car
Blacked out windows she got pissed
Up on the run with the sono stick
Stop
Stop when they talking kit
The cute prick
Man
Soon get slapped by the stick
Feds on me trying to this shit
Ejaculate my brie on her breast
Man
Thanks for the nice escape
Get scared
My way to the left
Imma finesse, I’m tryna’ get rich
Rev on that bitch
Let’s rhyme for that speed
Drop on the stick when the shits getting lit
I’m fighting that shit with the knife or the shiv (Shing!) (Splash!)
I’m finding your spot with a knife when I click like (Zhing!) (Zhyeah!)

Verse 2
I’m slicing the skin, and I saw on the rib
Wet, wet
She so pink
I love the brood
Man
Open the four door cube. (Cube)
Yeah that’s fun
Yeah that’s who
Man that swore I splash that you dont seem like me (Splash!). They speak of you
Shit
Then I’m fishing you
I never show man my Ps and Qs
Then you get shot when I talk about vans
I know all I gotta know about you
Keep that shit tell the man she stinks
Bust that bitch no bully can win
Man bonk your jaw and keep your friend. (Keep your friend)

Chorus
Six man’s in a stolen car. (I’m brood!)
Blacked out windows she got pissed
Up on the run with the sono stick
Stop
Stop when they talking kit
The cute prick
Man
Soon get slapped by the stick
Feds on me trying to this shit
Ejaculate my brie on her breast
Man
Thanks for the nice escape
Get scared
My way to the left
Imma finesse, I’m tryna’ get rich
Rev on that bitch
Let’s rhyme for that speed
Drop on the stick when the shits getting lit
I’m fighting that shit with the knife or the shiv (Shing!) (Splash!)
I’m finding your spot with a knife when I click like (Zhing!) (Zhyeah!)
I’m slicing the skin, and I saw on the rib. (Shing!) (Splash!)
(Shing!) (Splash!)
(Shing!) (Splash!)
(Shing!) (Splash!)
(Shing!) (Splash!)