6 Up lyrics

[Intro]
Damn, Max, this one's too hard
This what I been doing lately, this all I rap
This all I been on lately (Dog sh*t raps)
Rich Off Pints, n*gga, lemme get in
Alright, yeah

[Verse]
That's why I let no pus*y or no rat n*gga try to play me
Like f*ck the money, I'll crash on a n*gga right now, that's on my baby
Brand new Richard with rose gold around the clock, it cost one-eighty
Buddha, smoking MIA Runtz, yeah, this sh*t wavy
Thirty thousand, I spent that on my ice, for just my earrings
Twenty thousand up in my Gally jeans, b*tch, I got weird cheese
White loafs to match my all-white Buffs, they look like pure ki's
Gotta kick my habits with too much drugs, I'm a pure fiend
Yeah, but I'm a rich one (sh*t)
Real gangster, I f*ck your baby mama, don't do no TikToks
Too much paper and too much pressure on em', they gotta clique up
I spit this ghetto sh*t right off of my dome, I don't like hip-hop (No)
Balenciaga straps, yeah, these is sandals, I don't wear flip-flops
I hit the club then slide to VIP to get my di*k sucked (Skrrt)
I'm dumb as hell, n*gga, I just spent one house right on my wristwatch
I'm seein' stars, n*gga, I just popped two bars and poured a six up (A whole six)