Big 6 lyrics

by

Rio Da Yung OG


[Intro]
Big 6, n*gga, ayy
(What?)
Know what that 6 mean, ayy

[Verse]
I put all my family on, everybody shinin' (What?)
I don't be f*ckin' with them rappers, everybody lyin'
I stopped sellin' fentanyl 'cause everybody dyin'
So much water on my neck, I look like a pond (Iced Up Records)
Ayy, big booty MILF, she look like a mom
Purple diamonds in my chain, I look like a line (Dance)
Two pints of Acty clean cost me like a dime, n*gga (Skrrt)
Pop an RP just to write my rhymes (What?)
Stopped listenin' to n*ggas, man, your b*tch harder (Oh)
I'll up that dog sh*t, I'm a sh*t starter (I'm a sh*t starter)
Put that Cuban on my charm, now it hit harder, n*gga (Now it hit harder)
Love my baby Morgan, yeah, that's Rick daughter (My niece)
Heavy Crippin' 'round this b*tch, R.I.P. my cousin
Ran a fifty-yard play 'fore I seen one hundred (Flip)
How you and your baby mama say y'all need my number? (How the f*ck?)
You in my DM tryna rap, she in my DM f*ckin' (Tryna f*ck)
I hate all you lame n*ggas, y'all be clique hoppin' (Lame)
I just f*cked two hoes, call that clit hoppin' (Get it?)
Good roski on the block got the 6 rockin'
It's just me and broski tryna cop, yeah, he stick shoppin' (What?)
f*ck around and relapse, I just wanted to smoke (Yeah)
My baby mama found out, now she want a divorce (Sorry)
I let them n*ggas sign first 'cause I wanted the most (Haha)
That's a million-dollar record deal, I'ma blow on a Ghost (Check it out)
Speed the 'Rari all up Kercheval, huh
b*tch, I'm up like I'm vertical, huh
Your name who? We ain't heard of you (Who?)
Pop three Perkys, n*gga, that's an M-30 blue (An M-30 blue)
Tuh, me and Tizzle in that big bag (Yeah)
We seen dog and left— in a sh*tbag (For real)
Doggy, f*ck all that talkin' and that riff-raff (And that riff-raff)
Ice Rollie on my dresser by that big MAC (Bang)
I heard them n*ggas killed your partner, get your lick back (Get your lick back)
And you keep starin' out them buffs, get your sh*t snatched (Get your sh*t snatched)
All that muggin' and that movin', we ain't with that (Uh-uh)
I'm in the club with thirty shooters, me and Big Cat (Cat)
I put thirties on the hoopty, now it sit straight (Skrrt)
Drank God, I'm finna change my name to Big Pape (Drank God)
n*gga like a public schools, they don't get pape' (Uh-uh)
So f*ck you and you and your mixtape, ugh
[Outro]
Drank God, that way, n*gga
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