Sheisty 6 Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
(WhatItDoFlip)

[Verse]
Huh, real P, real gangster
Won't be 'bout a b*tch (Real P)
Brodie trippin', that Gen5 come slap him out with blick (Gen5)
Huh, and I don't beef on internet, n*ggas fake John Wick
Been turned off these guns soon as they free, B-Lac got caught with a switch (B-Lac)
n*ggas shoot him in the Wicked West, I stand up for the Shiesty 6
My mans had ratted, it hurt my heart 'cause I know he'll work that blick
I got that bag and remained the same, that money ain't change sh*t (On gang)
Cutthroat, I feel like Nutso, b*tch, I had survived in the trenches
BabyDrill with some shooters, heard the Buddha with him
Glock got hot from the switch, put a coolant on this one (Ha, frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt)
Bro get fanned down (Fanned)
All these opp-ass n*ggas hating 'cause I got bands now (b*tch, I got racks)
Bank account be doin' digits, I'm that man now (Add it up)
Mama proud, a bast*rd child, f*ck my dad loud (f*ck it)
So many n*ggas done died to the hood, be damned, I'll be a victim (Can't go)
Put that switch on the G-lock 'cause all these n*ggas out against me (G-lock)
Rapid fire the Draco, this b*tch break down bones like sickle cell
Shooters on my payroll, all I do is point and they leave him there (Get help)
n*gga, I feed the streets, I bleed the streets, get the youngins hope
sh*t's so f*cked up, sister's BD serve my daddy mama dope
They laugh now and die later, f*ckers thought this sh*t was a joke
Slang more iron than Darth Vader, Mr. Chop-A-f*cking-Throat
Spark more sh*t then jumper cables, jump at Drill, your ass get smoked (Boom, boom, boom)
Hop in whip, I'm Nascar racing, feel like Trackhawk, get them cooked
They thought I'd be dead in jail, but look at me now, got the streets calling me the GOAT (Yeah)
I used to ski up and look for a lick, now I walk on the stage, do a five for a show (Yeah)
b*tch, payback for my opps, I'm here, payback for my, yeah (Yeah)
n*ggas know I'm hard to kill, they tried to do it, but now they ****
50K just on a bro neck, step on a boy in some Off-White J's, he got throwbacks (Off-White)
n*ggas be claiming they gangster, but really be b*tches, ain't beefing with a n*gga gotta post that (BabyDrill)
You gon' get some straightenin', n*gga
b*tch, I'm armed and dangerous, n*gga
Hop out with them bangers, n*gga
All my youngins flaming, n*gga (Flame on)
[Outro]
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