626 ft. Mati & kkeem Lyrics

Sayiid? Sayiid? Sayiid!

I don't even know if I be feeling you

Imma play it cool and keep it real with you

I don't even know how Imma deal with you

When you ask me if I do I don't be feeling you

So I'm gon play it cool

Turbocharge my whip so I'm gon move

I been know what to do

Chess not checkers ain't no pick and choose

I take the win can't lose

Can't see me cuz we got different views

I can't fail I refuse

Let's be frank cuz I been getting blues

I been get to the bread

Need my money I mean bro shoot the feds

Call scum he got the red

Wait matter fact gang slide the purp instead

The money stack don't spread

Phone DND that message green not read

Shit better left unsaid

Think I need you but I just need my meds

If you run up try to test some

Then you getting wet up

Gang got big sticks

Leave you in a stretcher

Put you in a coffin

Your mom gon be crying

I hope that you popping out

Was also worth you dying

Popping out with vvs

To make sure that they see me

Young wild boy from the 6

He so dreamy

Popping out with Blanco

Please don't try to test me

Popping out with Migo

Finna hit an MO

Five% I tint the whip

While I be making plays

626 the block so yes indeed

That's where I always lay

I been on the road

Ain't make it home

It's been a couple days

Sayiid said let's get the chips

So we can stack like Frito Lay

Catch me walking through the outlets

Bitch I'm on a fucking spree

I just left from Neiman Marcus

I just copped some brand new jeans

I just go and get the cheese

And then I spent it all on lean

Get the money and repeat it

I ain't fucking with the scene

I swear I'm a money addict

I just love the fucking green

Told lil baby bend it over

Said she felt it in her spleen

Always asking why I'm grinding

Bitch I need that new Alyx

I could tell these bitches want me

By the way they look at me

Sayiid? Sayiid? Sayiid!