30 To Your Face 60 To Your Face Lyrics

30 To Your Face 60 To Your Face Lyrics

30 To Your Face 60 To Your Face Lyrics is an English song performed by XXL, written by Kodak Black, 21 Savage, Denzel Curry, Lil Uzi Vert & Lil Yachty and the music production was handled by SikWidIT. You will get the song lyrics below.

30 To Your Face 60 To Your Face Lyrics

[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
Rest in power, it’s all about power
Squeeze two lemons together and really all you’ll have is sour
Diesel, ni^^as’ll smoke your a^^ to have the juice
Riding around in an all black coupe
Couple of pigeons that’s ready to shoot, s^^t
Ducking and bucking and dodging and dropping
With 48 ounces and cigarette butts
f^^king around with the up echelon
They will turn you to cubes and I hope you be gone
Envelope, overload, cranium overdose
Denny Cascade, what the f^^k is the halves
Click clack, get powed, bi^^h, it’s a wrap
Tierra my witness, I pray for a nap
Youngin’ and restless, return with a past
Key in ignition, foot on the gas
None of you ni^^as is acting that jab
Gold teeth in the Glock and a Cybertech mask
Ring gun, particles, turn you into molecules
Planet shrooms, planet shrooms, I’ll take you to my panic room

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert & Kodak Black]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All these ni^^as stealin’ my style, can I get my flow back?
Yeah, bop on that bi^^h like Kodak
Yeah, bi^^h, you know that
Yeah, I push your s^^t all back (Woop, woop)
Told that bi^^h I got money, ayy (Woop)
Countin’ them hundreds, it’s nothing, ayy
Told that lil’ bi^^h I got money, ayy
Told that lil’ bi^^h that’s it nothing, ayy (Skrrt, skrrt, tied)
Hit that bi^^h right from the back, she got turkey, I knock out that bi^^h like it’s stuffing, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt, tied, okay!)
Told that lil’ bi^^h that I’m with it
Told that lil’ bi^^h that I’m with it
Ayy, wait, 21, Lil Boat, yeah (Win)
Denzel Curry cut your throat, yeah (Yeah)
Kodak do the most, yeah (Win)
Told that lil’ bi^^h I got all the money (Uh)
I swear this s^^t is just nothing (Uh)
I just be dancin’ right up on that bi^^h, yeah
What you be stuntin’?

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
That boy not gang, no, that boy not my friend
I hang with my gang, the same gang that felt all of my pain
When I was struggling through the rain
When I had no guap with no ice
Wasn’t no food but rice
All of these bi^^hes they want me but they get one night
f^^k ’em, I give a f^^k what you sayin’
bi^^h ni^^a know I ain’t playing
I’m ’bout my fetty
Sailing Team armored, we ready
f^^k up that ni^^a if he talk out too heavy
I’m ’bout it, chains on my neck cost me twenty
Look at your diamonds
Your diamonds look cloudy, they fake
Young ni^^a in the Gucci Stans
f^^k with me if you wanna die
Young ni^^a, I don’t wear no suit and ties
f^^k no
Lil Boat!

[Verse 4: 21 Savage, Lil Uzi Vert, Lil Yachty, Lil Uzi Vert & Lil Yachty]
21, 21, 21, 21, 21, 21
I sent my bi^^h to the store ‘cause we ran out of soda (What?)
bi^^h, I’m tryna cook this yola (21)
Hundred round drum on the bottom of that s^^t (Do-do-do-do-do)
Chop a ni^^a down like a f^^king lawnmower (Grrr)
AK-47 ’round my motherf^^king shoulder (21)
Pull up in a Rover, then I pulled off on a Fisker
Pulled up on your bi^^h, she sucked my d^^k
And then you kissed her (Godd^^n, 21)
Young Savage, bi^^h
And I don’t play ’round with them swishers (Hmm?)
I just smoke them woods (Yeah)
bi^^h, I’m from the hood (Yeah)
Zone 6, Bouldercrest Road, you can’t go there
21 Gang, bi^^h, yeah (21, 21, 21)
I’m in NYC, I think I got a f^^king show there (Yeah)
Hold up, Rollie on my wrist
Rollie on my bi^^h (What?), 30 on my waist (What?)
30 to your face (Yeah), 60 to your face (Yeah)
90 to your face (Yeah), that’s a closed case (Yeah)
You an old ni^^a, man, you washed up
Young Savage, man, I got my car washed up
Pulled up on a motherf^^king ni^^a, wrapped up (Yeah)
Then I pulled up in a motherf^^king Brink’s truck
21, 21, 21, 21, 21, 21

[Verse 5: Kodak Black]
Who the f^^k picked this lil’ sorry a^^ beat?
I’m from the ugly corner, man, them lil’ sour a^^ streets
d^^n, homie, I’m the one who let your starving a^^ eat
And you was hungry, I ain’t have to let your sorry a^^ eat
My cousin G-Wayne got off of manslaughter last week
Gave my dog a buck fifty, that ni^^a brought me back three
I’m a— a ni^^a’s broad and get up all in them cheeks
Tied, they dead flies

Song Credits

Song Name:XXL Freshmen 2016 Cypher – Part 2
Artist(s):XXL ft. Denzel Curry, 21 Savage, Lil Uzi Vert, Lil Yachty & Kodak Black
Writer(s):Kodak Black, 21 Savage, Denzel Curry, Lil Uzi Vert & Lil Yachty
Album:XXL Freshmen Cyphers (2011–Present)

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