Sunshine Christo - 9th Grade lyrics

[Sunshine Christo - 9th Grade lyrics]

40 with an extendo on my hip mane
Talking to two bitches that cutting
Their own wrist veins
Made two mixtapes with my boy Vain
He's still in school, he's in 9th grade
People like to judge cause young age
But it don't take a man
To make your blood spray
Fuck a barber, I'ma give a fade
These bitches like MP3's
They getting played
Talking big online but IRL they're so afraid
Niggas acting tough but I
Know that they ain't
Guns getting passed around like some skanks
I know this some loud cause
I know this shit stank
40 on my hip and it make this bitch skate
Skate around thе block
Make these niggas sing likе Drake
I know he scared, I can see it in his face


He ain't ready to die but
It's too damn late
Your girl post your addy now
She's at your damn wake
Nigga went to sleep and he ain't gonna wake
Popped that boy just like a drug
Bullets poured in that fool just like a mug
Clinging to me but I don't need your love
Don't got a car so bitch pull up
40 with an extendo on my hip mane
Talking to two bitches that be
Cutting their own wrist veins
Made two mixtapes with my boy Vain
He still in school, he in 9th grade

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