Six Rhymes

I'm driving with my knees

I let her hold the piece

They can't supply the needs

Because the talk is cheap

We getting down like that, synchronized swimmers, mm-mm-mm

Don't ever try to hate up on a nigga when your bitch fine

Cause if I hear you hating on a nigga then your bitch mine

Middle school was writing raps to bitches once upon a time

Might just have to take a nigga bitch, with like six rhymes

Bitch you can call me him I'm something like a joint

Talking shit will have me fuck your bitch, just to prove a point I put my mouthpiece in on a snow bunny said she from Des Moines