Six0 sh*t Pt. 2 lyrics

[Intro]
Huh? Gang sh*t b*tch, you already know how I'm rockin

[Verse]
Look
Walk around waving sticks like a blind man
Bullets hot like frying pans b*tch you always lying, damn
Iceman Iceman I just brought them pipes in
Don't tweak 'cause I'm lightskinned I'll take your f*cking life fam
Smoking green, that's Peter Pan
Came off the block from serving sand
Shoot your back like Ricky damn
He live he like Lieutenant Dan
Pop up on your block like Spam Taurus on me, son of Sam
Two guns, Yosemite Sam I'm known to let that f*cker blam
Goofy mob, we let pistols spark wet like Noah's Ark
Get you robbed
Diamonds dancing yellow like they on the cob
You a opp
n*ggas dissing me but they ain't f*cking hot
Rugers pop, send 600 n*ggas to come do the job
Sipping, drinking, smoking, then just threw six figures in the bank
n*ggas hating cause they can't
Pistol busting, make them plank
"Breezo," they like "you the sh*t"
This thirty popping, toolie spit
Winning and you losing, b*tch
This .40 got a ruler clip baby this that Six O sh*t
Rolling spliffs and talking sh*t known to let that chopper spit
Ain't no need for a doctor, b*tch
Me and you the opposite hear you n*ggas talking sh*t
Rubber band, I'm popping sh*t
Cool on me, you lost it b*tch
Had to say that sh*t again
Two pretty guns, they twenty twins
Lean or it's Henny Hen
Get back b*tch I'm not your friend
Hell no I ain't your man
Leaning, I got bad habits
Bugs Bunny n*ggas mention me
I'mma start hunting rabbits
Touchdown like a college classic
f*ck that rap sh*t, make it tragic
Toolies busting, pistols clapping
n*gga, you ain't about that action
600 Cartel, my bloods, they say Bartel
Popping on a large scale
You hating n*ggas go to hell
[Outro]
b*tch! This that Six O sh*t, n*gga