UNRIVALED Lyrics

You still listening, gentlemen

That last few minutes might have been a little confusing

You'd like to know who I was talking to, wouldn't you

I'll tell you what she looks like

You might find it interesting

She's beautiful, but rather cool

She always wears a white shirt

She's got a good figure, but in a..

calm sort of way

They call me Big 6, I should really be your idol

Hams tryna surf this wave, but it's big like a tidal

I'm the heavyweight juug champ, nigga, I got the title

I done lost a hundred times, but my Glock beat every rival

They say 6 dropping scriptures, you should put them in the Bible

I speak game under Dame, she get wet on the rival

Nigga, the only chicken that you touch was at the Colonel's

I like slim bitches, I don't gotta hoe that rock a girdle

That boy an Olympic athlete, the way he hopping' hurdles

Feel like it's more to life, I ask myself, what's the purpose

The world's big as fuck, nigga, feel like he need something different

I love my girl so much, I promise I ain't fuckin' with bitches

Tryna run up on 6, I guarantee it'll be a pity

I don't fight, but if you come this way, you scrap the 50

I been running' up on hams, tryna put them in a diaper

This nigga put his trust in me, he got snake like a viper

A hundred songs in the vault, all punched, I'm not a writer

My bitch bad as fuck, she get wetter than a windshield wiper

I'm like Joe Frazier, you like Huckleberry Finn

My shit look like flashcards, your shit paper fuckin' thin

Like I'm playing' Fortnite, a nigga tryna get a win

I don't listen to opinions, I already know I'm him

When I drop dick on my bitch, I gotta tell her, stay still

You in the backseat, I'm that one nigga with the wheel

It's four minutes to three, I'm in the booth talkin' crunchy

At the gas station, all four woods with the munchies

I can teach you drug lessons, but I ain't never have to study

Hate when niggas come around and try to act like we buddies

Irene need a new batch, she say the pills hurt her tummy

Ima serve the fiends until they all die, and they'll love me

Bro, drop a pic, I'm all in the comments with a trophy

I'm that one nigga with all the gadgets, like I'm Tony

If bro miss a shot he back on the block in the layup lines

I don't got a ounce to shred, are you pleased I waste my time

I'm mixing' shit all by myself, six been on this grind

Yo bitch, been with me, she touched my balls then the Columbine

This, I understand, could be attributed to the use of marijuana

It causes errors in time and space

Objection

No, Georgette

You