The 6 lyrics
by Icewear Vezzo
[Intro]
(Damn, Max, this one's too hard)
(Iced Up Records)
Ooh
Drank God, ayy (She an Audemars)
[Verse]
Yeah, lil' b*tch, gave her hood di*k, they tote lil' sticks (Yeah, they tote lil' sticks)
They too busy flashin' that lil' paper, that's that lil' sh*t (That's that lil' sh*t)
Pill popper, wood and steel chopper, get your cuz hit (Fah, fah, fah, fah)
Made the money, took care of my problems, got my hood rich (Got my hood rich)
Neck freezy, get the neck easy, yeah, I c*m dumb quick (Ha)
Up some dog sh*t and smack a ho, b*tch, you done with (b*tch)
f*ck them n*ggas and them pus*y n*ggas that you run with (f*ck 'em)
That hundred bands you got hid in your stash, I had fun with (I had fun with)
Open up the spot and hug the block like a grizzly bear (Drank God)
That same lil' b*tch you kissin' in her mouth, I put a kid in there (For real)
Blow a check, then another check 'cause I'm a millionaire (Big Ice)
Had to do some time up in the feds and see who really care (See who really care)
Throw it up, b*tch, I rep the 6, yeah, I be really there (6)
Yellow diamond stones, yellow as p*ss, look like a Winnie bear (Pooh)
Fifty thousand dollars in my pants, sh*t barely fit in there (Uh-uh)
It's only robbers, shooters at my trap, no, you can't get in here (Uh)
Hmm, ooh, b*tch, I got plenty chains (Yeah)
Lit n*gga, when you get this rich, you can do anything (You can do anything)
Open up, go 'head, fix that throat, look like she finna sing (Ha)
Everybody say they shootin' switch until sh*t really change
Dog spot and a yay spot, plus a weed house (Plus a weed house)
I put so much Karo in this drank, it knocked the lean out (Skrrt)
Bag for bag, we go rack for rack, come bring your cheese out
Lil' gang been 'round here shootin' so much sh*t up, he look fiend out (Fah, fah, fah, fah)
[Outro]
Hmm
Drank God
Rich off Pints 3, n*gga
We got all the money, all the cars, everything, you don't know sh*t