X6 lyrics

Hook “

Riding with sticks & bombs on that local terrorist sh*t
I can do the f-type jag or the x6
I got bad b*tches & they popping Percocet
It ain’t nun to get a n*gga hit up for a check
2000 on jeans just to go on top of my legs
Panoramic , Panamera , parallel My sh*t
n*ggas like to play so I’m riding with that POGO stick
Feeling like a migo , I was just busting down a brick

Verse 1”

Lipe want that Jag but I pull up X6
My b*tch want a perc , but I got adderall & sh*t
Baby momma tripping cause I’m out here tryna get rich
Make a 1 do 2 , do 4 do 9 , 18 do 36
First I , alligator Alexander McQueen on top of my kicks
Balling just like James , & I’m pimping these hoes like Rick
Just copped that bust down AP , it’s just sitting on top of my wrist
I know money talk thanks to Chris Tucker b*tch
I just talk Mike he got b*tches pulling up on bikes
I got white Hoеs they on skype , Rock Valentino wit da spikеs
I do Fanta oun do no Sprite , feeling like Rae ( Ain Got No Type ) !
I’m already Lit don’t need no Light
I already spent 5 thousand on flights
Everything a n*gga do , they gone copy it twice
When you step on that dope you can play with that price
My young n*ggas hot , they ain’t taking no Advice
Ima real Big Cat , but oun f*ck wit no Mice !