6K RPMS/CRYOGENIC ft. Prxblvm Lyrics

Uh yeah, heard they got problems with me

But you ain't spend dollas did nada with me

The people been talking I'm something to see

I'm a little bit of this, mixed with that, taking bottles back getting high on the beat

Momma I promise I'm tryna to be what I'm destined to be but they plotting on me

Shake them coppas off me

With a left right, six thousand rip ems, my tires spinning let it red line

Tryna make it there, but I don't know where like a muh fucka has a dead line

I been working hard, I got energy

That these muh fuckas ain't never seen

No Hennessy to my remedy

Shit I don't even trust the water coming out the faucet

I think I've lost it

How does capitalism control what's inside of my wallet

Tax free off that dope don't let em notice when we balling

Ima cut your fingers off, stay the fuck up out my pocket

I get paid by the hour but I shoulda been a scholar

Blue collar baby dripping on them bitches went to Harvard

Ain't no real motherfucker, I could run off with your product

I don't know if you should trust me grew up playing cops and robbers

Yeahhh

My brake pads stickin

Transmission slipping

Know I keep a lil oil on me for the engine

Or the dab rig

Yikes

Catfish big as hell but I was tryna catch a pike

Treat my plfuger like my ruger when that muh fucka bite

Ha If you get it then you get it