6Shots

Verse 1:
My city we got ‘em, my city a problem
Saint Louis, Missouri, the land of who up and robbed ‘em
Uncle Sam ain’t paying shit and the neighbors making me violent
Say my music’s too loud well then get the fuck off my island
We’re gangsters, we move in silence
The Hombres is the alliance, we padres, yeah we all lions
It’s Sparta, I’m Leonidas, King Arthur ? your highness
I beg your pardon, please try us
The evil will not divide us, tonight we drink for the righteous
I’m riding round, but I’m gettin’ it
Ol’ Red Rover, bend her over, she speak hieroglyphics
Fuck, I’m wit it, now we live it
Whole team out here on a mission
Pop a bottle, crack a smile
Keep it movin’, know they listenin’
So line ‘em up, yeah they on me
Droppin’ em in to show me
It’ll light you up thru the morning
The Caribou Lou is pouring
You’re snoring, you boys ain’t wit it
Back up, give me some distance
Moore Music, yeah, we the illest
We get down, down with the sickness

Hook:
One for the money, two for the show
Three shots with your bitch and she takin off her clothes
Four for my people, Five for these streets
Six for the realest motherfuckers like me
One for hunnid, Two for the dro
Three shots with your bitch and she takin off her clothes
Four for my people, Five for these streets
Six for the realest motherfuckers like me, Six Shots
(Six Shots, Six Shots, Six Shots, Six Shots)

Verse 2:
They say I’m the man, Jack
What, you can’t stand that?
24/7, been putting in work, no cash back
I’m passed that like ?
Your bitch fast, I smashed that
She wake me up in the morning
Head and breakfast, hashtag
Not half bad, She rotten
Leave her ass forgotten
Say time is money, baby girl, it’s time I hit the block
And get to moppin’ these mafuckers
They leachin’, they’re blood suckers
Indecent, no love for us
We reachin’ above, surplus
I’mma roll like four jays
Keep it natural with these RAW papes
Can you see me? Can you hear me?
Are you speaking? Okay, no way
Holay Molay, Gin and O J
What’s the word and where’s the Rose?
Mister, I don’t think you know me
I’m a nightmare, end of story
So pour me up a new glass
Bartender, ass too fat
She can get the business, I can guarantee we do that
Send her ? back, break a mule back
She keep talkin’ like she knew that
Moore Music, we at the table, we ain’t asking where the food at
Six Shots

Hook:
One for the money, two for the show
Three shots with your bitch and she takin off her clothes
Four for my people, Five for these streets
Six for the realest motherfuckers like me
One for hunnid, Two for the dro
Three shots with your bitch and she takin off her clothes
Four for my people, Five for these streets
Six for the realest motherfuckers like me, Six Shots
(Six Shots, Six Shots, Six Shots, Six Shots)
(Yeah, we drinking a whole motherfucking bar empty tonight. Let’s get it! Damn, bro. You gonna make it? I hope so. Okay let’s get it going from the beginning again. Shots,baby. Bring that motherfucker back. I’m goin’ back in. Let’s drink.)

Verse 3:
One shot of Patron, two shots of the Goose
Three I’m in my zone
Four shots and she in some boots
I’ve been trying to tell you mafuckers, that’s what we do
But you’re all actin’ broke and your girl, yeah, she looks screwed
Hop on over, our side, baby, I can take you further
Can’t you see we’re bout that Rock N’ Roll, my genre is unheard of
Lenny Kravitz, Jimmy Hendrix, she my voodoo, we connected
I’m a problem, I’m a legend, don’t you ever get it twisted
Oh, help me lord I can feel the devil fucking with me
Whiskey in my veins and these other rappers pumpkin pussy
Lookin’ shooky, try and push me, take your hands up out that hoody
South Saint Lou- Louis Missouri, land of where I’m never worried
I’ve been up for four days goin’ crazy with this Jose
Got Jack, Johnnie and Jimmy talkin’ to me like they know me
They’re tellin’ me God, I’m lonely, just pick me up ?
I promise I’ll never let you down again, man, I’m your homie
So pour me another drink, put bottles in all the sinks
Porn models just wearin’ pink, when she swallow she say my name
And I promise she never leave, she addicted to what she see
We got shots and we got beliefs and tonight we drink for the team

Hook:
One for the money, two for the show
Three shots with your bitch and she takin off her clothes
Four for my people, Five for these streets
Six for the realest motherfuckers like me
One for hunnid, Two for the dro
Three shots with your bitch and she takin off her clothes
Four for my people, Five for these streets
Six for the realest motherfuckers like me, Six Shots
(Six Shots, Six Shots, Six Shots, Six Shots)