G - Six+ Lyrics

Make so much moutherfuckin' cash, yeah i throw it up (yeah)

Mixin' the liquor with lean, pop a G6, now im throwin' up (yeah)

Saint laurent all on my bitch, baught her new bag- cuz' she fly as fuck

Got cocaine on my vest, i'll light this shit up and if it's up and it's stuck

Gotta stick widda beam, on pack & punch, it go blam (pow!)

Me and my niggas get snotty, we causin' da jam (jaAam)

And these niggas they out so sad, gettin caught by 12, i dont give a damn

Me and alla my niccas got fye, we put chu fo sale, wont catch us on cam

And i've been runnin' my bag for a minute, catch me if you can (catch me if you can!)

I got a black steel glock that'll cook a nigga up like ham, light you on the pan

New VETEMENTS on my pants and Evisu Denim that come from Japan

How you mad that i'm runnin' my money up and you runnin' up none of these bands?

I throw da cash up, inna spiral

That bitch she my slut, get a payroll

She such a bad bitch, like keicho

She cant be my slut, not my hoe

Can't kill my gang, not my bro

I keep a triple glock, no extendo

Swag so electrifyin', its ten fold

My bitch a bitter hoe, casamigo

(Pop a G6, mix it with- now i'm in hell)

(Pop a G6, mix it with- now i'm in hell)

Make so much moutherfuckin' cash, yeah i throw it up (yeah)

Mixin' the liquor with lean, pop a G6, now im throwin' up (yeah)

Saint laurent all on my bitch, baught her new bag- cuz' she fly as fuck

Got cocaine on my vest, i'll light this shit up and if it's up and it's stuck (stuck, yeah!)

(squirl~)