Six Flags

Hook:
Have a bad bitch ride on my dick just like Six Flags
If I see her walkin down the street Ima spin back
In a year or two Ima get try and get a big bag
On the highway give me brain give me whiplash

MK-47:

Take her for a ride in the mothafuckin whip bitch
Got her dancing on my dick she a lit bitch
Got some hoes on me I ain't talkin bout Christmas
Throw some ones at you if you gonna go and strip bitch
She ride me like Kawasaki
She showin off all her body
Remember they tried to stop me
Im in New York like Im Fivi
She know Im the boss like Shotti
She think Im rich just like Roddy
Im a hot boy just like Bobby
Had to reroute like Im Rowdy

So she got down on her knees
She tried rockin with me
Her pussy drippin she got me slippin just like that shit was grease
She fucked with me then she kissed you Im sorry that bitch a treesh
Ain't no way you can control me Im like a dog up off that leash

Throw the ass back Ima catch it like my name Richard Sherman
She lookin perfect
My wrist so cold hypothermic
When we fuckin close the curtains
I see my haters and my ex on my page they always lurkin
Have that bad bitch come sit on my lap then she gonna get to twerkin

Hollup I ain't finished
Im tryna run up them digits
Like Drake Im flippin them switches
From Gananda not the trenches
She gonna drain me like Chauncey Billups from the Pistons
She lookin fine in them pics yea she lookin like she esquisite
You wanna come ride on my dick yea you gotta go get a ticket

Just like TikTok if you talkin shit out ya lips we gonna stitch it
Put some money on the table yea you know that we gon flip it
I ain't talkin no soccer she tryna come over and kick it

See her with them jeans on like Beyblade you know Ima rip it
Got her ridin in the back of the car with lean she gon sip it
She ain't playin no games but like Bop It she want me to hit it
No Kit Kat but when I get the money you know Ima go split it

What comes around goes around like fan blades spinnin
Fuck everybody who said MK ain't winnin
You won't notice fake love til the pain hittin
I got these hoes fallin for me like the rain drippin

Ouu ouu MK Im back in my bag
I know Im really good at rappin I dont even needa brag
They know Im spittin hot shit just like a heating pad
Im too lyrical the words you need start reading that