6 FLAGS lyrics
by GRAHAM
[Chorus]
Told her hop on the di*k baby sit back, (Sit)
She gone ride on that sh*t like it’s six flags, (she gone’ ride ride)
All you n*ggas that rap do that big cap, (Big)
All my n*ggas we really done did dat’ (We did it yeah)
Put that sh*t on God, You can catch hands
Leave a n*gga leaking where the b*tch stands
Different time zones every weekend
Big rocks, big stones we can’t be friends no
(No way)
[Verse 1]
I keep a
Rack on my waist when I’m walking through TSA, (yeah I do)
Louie V duffle, Loaded with trouble
Probably enough to catch me a case, yeah, (yeah)
How could I stop when these n*ggas behind me is on the chase, yeah
How could I stop when I got what my momma made last year in my face, (Let’s go)
I view the past year as a waste
So imma’ double up first month no problem
Straight from the Cape, from the bottom, (From the bottom)
Told my n*ggas stay down, don’t worry I got em’
Bruce Wayne tint, on the whip like Gotham
Ice on my wrist help a n*gga stay solid
Life is a b*tch and that b*tch keep on callin’
Gotta’ get her off me
[Chorus]
Told her hop on the di*k baby sit back, (Sit)
She gone ride on that sh*t like it’s six flags, (she gone’ ride ride)
All you n*ggas that rap do that big cap, (Big)
All my n*ggas we really done did dat’ (We did it yeah)
Put that sh*t on God, You can catch hands
Leave a n*gga leaking where the b*tch stands
Different time zones every weekend
Big rocks, big stones we can’t be friends no
(No way)
[Verse 2]
I seen it all, (Seen it all)
It turned me to a dog ain’t no way to pretend, (No no)
I stay on go with the gang till the end
If I’m locked in feds’ ain’t sh*t get said, (Not sh*t)
But f*ck it, I’d dive in the deep end, (I’d dive)
n*ggas try to ride the wave get sea sick, (Let’s ride)
2 Chainz’ but I’m on my Mr. T sh*t
Bet I got your main given brain no thesis
Boy I’m the big boss I don’t take loss, I just reset
Free smoke, it ain’t really nothing it can be sent
G6 take a little trip to Ibiza
Balenciaga buckle every step get my feet wet
I’m in E11even’ throwing dead’s like a heat check
Name ringing bells like it’s recess
Double C tee you never know what you gone’ see next
Shawty hit the deck until a n*gga bring the beat back
[Chorus]
Told her hop on the di*k baby sit back, (Sit)
She gone ride on that sh*t like it’s six flags, (she gone’ ride ride)
All you n*ggas that rap do that big cap, (Big)
All my n*ggas we really done did dat’ (We did it yeah)
Put that sh*t on God, You can catch hands
Leave a n*gga leaking where the b*tch stands
Different time zones every weekend
Big rocks, big stones we can’t be friends no
(No way)