Six Twelves

612s, 612s, 612s in the trunk and they hell, 612s, 612s, 612s in the trunk and they bang

You do you, I do me, No stress, no IV, No picture, no ID, ooo wee wee

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, they bustin' them caps, We're early in the morning without takin' a nap

Never put your feet in the couch, Or I'ma get mad like Oscar the Grouch, In other words, don't put your feet in your mouth

Never write a check that your ass can't cash, Put your money where your mouth, I'm from the south

I'ma put my foot up your ass, Know what I'm talkin' bout

Big boy ballin', big shot callin', big truck drivin', Heavy, you haulin', full of surprises

So open up your I-lids, I've been through some things, Y'all gon' know my name

612s, 612s, 612s in the trunk and they hail, 612s, 612s, 612s in the trunk and they bang

You do you, I do me, No stress, no I-V, No picture, no ID, ooo wee wee