SIX FOUR Lyrics

Six four, how you gon' look down on me

Remember the days you doubted me

Sending her whereabouts to me

Why she tryna reach out to me

Why she gon' freak out on me

I know she got it out for me

She want things to go south for me

Ignore that count my green

She doin' too much, she wanna go far

She wanna see the hills and book a Trivago

Melody blastin', how fast this car go?

Big body Benz, I thought it was Marko

Drinkin' that Blue Label, sparkling wine

Say what you want, but I ain't got time

Talk on the internet, shorty is fine

Autotune keys, she rippin' a line

Times are tough, can't fumble the bag

Stuck in my ways, so I humbled the hag

Switchin' the lanes, dark green Jag

This my persona, buildin' a sound

House be remote in the plains

Up on the social, taggin' her mains

Get a lil' gritty, I'm doin' my dance

Doin' my dance, yeah

Get a lil' gritty, I'm doin' my dance

Send this to OVO, give me a chance

Bout to blow up, I need an advance

Dirty Diana, I'm fuckin' on fans

Dirty treesha, fuckin' her friends

Six four, how you gon' look down on me

Remember the days you doubted me

Sending her whereabouts to me

Why she tryna reach out to me

Why she gon' freak out on me

I know she got it out for me

She want things to go south for me

Ignore that count my green

Stuck in this industry, Simeon

We got the straps, Brazilians

Flew the bitch out, Brazilian

Head one to ten is a billion

Do you feel the energy comin' in?

Yutes in the club and we pile in

Won't catch me waitin' in lines, no

All it take is a click on the iPhone

Where did my mind go

Stuck in a cycle of high and low

Feelin' like Michael

Got a lil' ting from New York

Fucked that bitch to Fivio

Spent about five on the pair of Jordan's

Spent about five on the Veuve Cliquot

Spent a bit more on the Clase Azul

Yeah, stuck in a cycle of high and low

Got a lil' ting from New York

Fucked that bitch to Fivio

Spent about five on the pair of Jordan's

Spent about five on the Veuve Cliquot

Six four, how you gon' look down on me

Remember the days you doubted me

Sending her whereabouts to me

Why she tryna reach out to me

Why she gon' freak out on me

I know she got it out for me

She want things to go south for me

Ignore that count my green