Big 6 x Big 59 lyrics

[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo]
Where that glocky? Where that chop?
Hit his face and hit the block
We gon' wipe that n*gga nose, f*ck the Jake and f*ck the opps
Dirty soda, where that Wok?
I put dukies in my popp
Clean him up, I need a mop
b*tch, I’m the sh*t, just like my pops
Got a Roley, got a [?]
Got an AP, got a Skelly
Weigh it up, don't need a scaily
I make bail, and then I'm bailing
Left the feds on parole, I got [?] for [?]
And got all them water pillies, 40 pointers in my Bezzle
f*ck your n*gga, we wack hoes, [?]
He got killed because he told, I got rich all on my own
I sold dope and I took hits
You think it’s cap, just hit my phone
In the [?] with big bro, with the Crips all in the [?]
There's a problem, drop your addy, b*tch, we marching like [?]
20 chains,, I'm icy
[?] sh*t down just like I'm [?]
Yeah, n*ggas know my name, from the feds and back to [?]
[?] clap your ass like lightning, 223's, just like I'm [?]
Look
[Verse 2: Philthy Rich]
80 thou that golden sun, no stainless steal, this a [?]
Broke n*gga copped the oldest one, b*tch tryna cop more than one
[?] 6, Big 59, broke n*ggas sick, Covid 59
Pressing opps at [?] time, might call a b*tch when I find time
[?]
[?] this a Chandelier on my left wrist
Fast money, ghetto boy, b*tch, I'm a dope boy, getting iced up
Best dressed up in high school, and I still ain't [?]
A lotta VV's, a lotta GG's
I don't pillow talk, and I don’t [?]
Got a bad b*tch, look like RiRi
n*gga, she don’t wear no BB
[?] my backwood, got [?] on in my black [?]
I'm still on, ’cause I stack good
[?] cause the Ac good
Detroit n*ggas get money, like an East Oakland n*gga get money
When I finally touched 50 thou, I prayed to God for me to touch a hundred
Probably heard I'm a ho n*gga, from a ho n*gga, I don't know, n*gga
Stuffed di*k in your main ho, telling her double back for some more, n*gga
It's Philthy