6tro

Song

6tro

Foolio · 6toven · 2018 · 2:50

Lyrics

Six (Zaytoven) This shit dead, rock and roll to this beat (roll to this beat) ESPN, sold my soul to the streets (soul to the streets) Caught some beef, that shit over with me (over with me) I'm with 6 Block, I got my soldiers with me (soldiers with me) Dip and dab, niggas crab, I stay in the lab (in the lab) Skinny nigga, I stay flexin', I don't got no abs (don't got no abs) My ex she asked me why but I don't do the math (don't do the math) I'm wildin' hard, swear to God just took a bleach bath (bleach bath) Ayy, I just took a bleach bath (bleach bath) Finger jerkin', head hurtin', up that forty .cal (fuck it) And I been catching bodies, that shit out of style (out of style) Went to fighting in that schoolhouse, now we shootin' out (brr, baow) Hah, and we up, them niggas losin' now (losin' now) Boy you pussy on your period, I see your coochie now (coochie now) Boy you pussy on your period, brought some panties out (panties out) Broad day or broad night, we can shoot it out (brr, baow, nigga) Hundred more shots out my drum Makin' all the pussy niggas run (pussy niggas run) Ayy, put a pussy nigga in the trunk Leave the boy ass in the dump (ass in the dump) Young nigga raised in the slum We was just poor like a bum (poor like a bum) Gucci gang like Lil Pump, AK it come with a drum (brr, baow) I'm rollin', I'm rollin', I'm stickin' But I'm just keepin' my distance (keepin' my distance) Forty it come with extension, guarantee that I'm not missin' I ain't leavin' no witness Boy that shit there with the children (hah) Get it and stack up the millions, boy my new bitch she Brazilian (ha) Ten K's, ten days, ten plays (ten plays) This beat not from Metro, it's from A-Zay (A-Zay) Call Lil 6 out that cut, I go cray, cray 'Bout them bricks, knock 'em off, Craig on Friday (Craig on Friday) Hah, and it's my way or the highway (or the highway) Balenciagas with that Prada, it's a fly day (it's a fly day) My plug Italian and he be serving that gourmet (that gourmet) Mall nineteen, 2015, rest up Kendre (rest up Kendre) Ridin' around town with a Ruger Bitch I just hopped out an Uber (hopped out a Uber) Ayy, Kojak my cousin a shooter Pray that y'all win, hallelujah (hallelujah) Young nigga suited and booted Bitch I just fucked me a cougar (fucked me a cougar) 'Member we used to eat noodles Now Zay got me on tour (got me on tour) Ayy, this shit right here, this shit just the intro 6toven the mixtape, just stay tuned From trapstars to black cars, hah Six

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