(We love you, Six)
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Slide on a opp
Baby girl let me do it for you
Baby girl let me do it for you
Baby girl let me do it for you
Baby girl let me tell it to yah
Two bands my fit nigga, call me the vete' - man
Kicks cost yo fit nigga, soon'll be yo settlement
Bust in yo bitch nigga, call me young megaman
Call me the SIX nigga, the way I blow her back in
Just like the taliban
Running money, better call yo friend
Running money, like it's never the end
Mix the red and blues inside of my pocket
'Cuz I like the way that all of my hundreds blend
Deliver shots, yeah, we like to send
Green eyed nigga, you can call me Ben
'Lil .38'll blow a 'lil nigga but, I like to let it spray
So i'd cop a 10
You can call me T.E.D
You can call me mr ted
Sometimes I like to sip my cup, while I smoke my black
That shit leaving me dead
I like to take my drugs while i'm fozzy as f*ck
Laying in my bed
Don't give no f*ck for no 'lil ass cake ass nigga
Don't f*ck with the feds, not 12
I get trecky tecky, don't need no KEL
Miss my niggas from the south of the trail
Where the f*ck was you at when a young nigga was starving
Up inside a jail cell
Now it's f*ck the law, done beat the case
Need no bail
Now i'm blowing fragrence from the dark of the gale
Trying to catch these late drake bullets?
Can you catch one motherf*ckin' shell?
Can your hoe match up with my dick?
Can this hoe match up with my hell?
Can you flip a 'lil pack for one fifty?
Should this hoe even sip on my ale?
No, bitch, I think the f*ck not
No, bitch, don't ask about my smell
I blow real money, honey tree
Have you low and wet, like a pussy in a well