Pick 6 (Remastered) Lyrics

I juh caught a pick 6

That bih wasn't

Flexin on a muh fucka

I can never quit

Walked into the function

Rockin Rick

Racks up in my shit

Racks up in the baggie

Dio flyer than Aladdin

On a red carpet

She be stalkin

Call me daddy

Blicky in the matic

Im ha living habit

Play with 2 8

It get tragic

These niggas

Ain't got no action

That girl sniffing Ashley

Im ridin in a…

Mhm Ridin in a 5 speed

Yellow like a taxi

Chill nigga mellow

But I'm still getting nasty

Blow me like a cello

In the mf back seat

I been mixing rocks

On my muh fuckin wrist

I been poor

In so many Lines

I ain talkin bout no tris

I been pourin wok

in the muh fuckin mix

I been pourin wok

On my mug fuckin lips

Baby hit the spot

Now she askin for a kiss

Im locked up like a mop

My hair twist like a wick

If bein sexy was a job

You need a raise in this bih

Niggas square like a pop

Hit the vape in this bitch

I juh caught a pick 6

That bih wasn't

Flexin on a muh fucka

I can never quit

Walked into the function

Rockin Rick

Racks up in my shit

Mister dapper D

My car owned

Ain no lease

Pendant cold

It go bling

There ain't no

Catastrophe

My wallet swole

It's obese

Think yo pockets

Atrophied

I be bold

In these sheets

Dio made it too elite

The magazine stick out

Banana

The syrup is dirty

It fuck up the Fanta

I think that I'm lovin

A dancer

Luh baddie

Nun came out Atlanta

A birdie told me

I might have a chance

Im swipin her heart

Like a scammer

Im a tactician

I am a planner

Invite these hos

To the manor