G6 Lyrics

Yea, takin' his soul, if he go against the code

I don't play with these niggas, I remember that night

That I lost Lil' Cam, had the sticks on the road

Yea, gettin' them bowls, right now I'm sellin' clothes

Remember I was gettin' them loads, get it and go

Still got green suit niggas that call, ask for the lo

Still hit the city, I set up shop for them turkeys

Right off Skibo, still hit my knees and pray to Yahweh

I got a dawg that's servin' a bow

Yea, load up the clip, got a pack a punch Glock

I'ma up it if he try to reach for the hip

Got a ARP, Kel-Tec, two baby drake's

If I pull up, it's crowded, I'm makin' it clear

Ran up 30 in two days, trap of the year

I'm a shark, I don't think it's a man that I fear

I'm a park it if she offer top in the whip

I'ma spark it, I think I got weed on my lip

Benny Clarkett the hoe got a dip in the hip

Mini market, I think she let all of me hit

Mini drake eat your face, got a tenny, many of them hate

Cause these niggas ain't made it this year

And your hoe with the sharks, and she lovin' it here

And I run up 300,000 in a year, I can pop it and stop it

Then go hit the market, rerun it, back up and go

Cop me a leer, exotic clothes

Marni on my feet, I just might put D&G on her toes

Told my bitch, she can pop it, I'm in the stu rockin

She probably be thinkin' I'm chillin' with hoes

Bring a Navy or U.S. been crackin' the code

Brown skin with her body, she grabbin' the pole

Got a bullet for niggas, he be in the gym

Probably thinkin' we punchin, he comin' out swole

One, I could never get out of that mode

Two, what you get if I front for the bowl, it's like 20% of these niggas that's real

And the other like 80% of em fold

I'm 100% stand on all on my toes, I'm 100

When I'm shootin' the pole, All 100

Of my drugs be gone in three days, I'm gettin' all of it sold

Bitch be thinkin' I'm Kent, I ain't Superman bitch

I don't know why these niggas be savin' the hoe

Had to talk with my mama, they claimin' we kin dick ridin

I know I can't trust me a soul

Where was you niggas when I had to trap just to eat

I was gettin' off bags in the cold

Hollon Hollon, she wanna pop a G6 I told the hoe she bold

Hollon Hollon, I had to switch the Amiri's I had spilt drink on my clothes

Hollon Hollon, she wanna pop a G6 I told the hoe she bold

Hollon Hollon, I had to switch the Amiri's I had spilt drink on my clothes