‎sixzeros

[Intro]
(Yeah, ok, let's go, yeah, uh, yeahhh, I got a lean going around)
(Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, mhm)
(yeah yeah, yeah yeah, fuck, fuck, fuck)
(Let's go, let's go, let's go)

[Chorus]
Ok, six zeros just hit my bank account like 30 seconds ago
Hop on this beat, I be snapping and trapping with my brothers, poetry goats
Now you're next to me, like a toast, you run up on me, I turn you to a ghost
Nah, I ain't talking about toast, eating these beats like filet mignon (Yeah, mmm, woah)
Better not play around with my brothers gang
I just copped ride on the green rail, with some cowards change

[Verse]
O-M-G, and she like "oh my God"
Just like crеdit card action, you a pussy, big fraud
I've been rolling so much shit that my blunt turned into a log
I just made a hundrеd hits in like two days, I keep a log (Yeah, mm-mm)
Five fives, bye bye, off the prayer, burn my eye
At this point it's do or die
My dog just hit me on the phone, asked me what I'm on, what
I'm on what I'm on, .380 spray him like cologne, yeah
Yeah, my arm just like that heavy, 'cause fuck it, I'm just strong
I keep that MAC-11, bullets clipping to his chrome

[Bridge]
Sipping straight codeine in a cup, I won't talk-talk
A-B-C-D-E, boy, that's what's up, get played like xylophone
[?], after that we off a oxy, yeah
I just hopped on a beat with KBL, then we threw a party, yeah
You can say it's cap, I keep some cheeses for the rats
Lotta people [?], I'm keeping beams to match my mags

[Chorus]
Ok, six zeros just hit my bank account like 30 seconds ago
Hop on this beat, I be snapping and trapping with my brothers, poetry goats
Now you're next to me, like a toast, you run up on me, I turn you to a ghost
Nah, I ain't talking about toast, eating these beats like filet mignon (Yeah, mmm, woah)
Better not play around with my brothers gang
I just copped ride on the green rail, with some cowards change
Uh, ok, six zeros just hit my bank account like 30 seconds ago
Hop on this beat, I be snapping and trapping with my brothers, poetry goats
Now you're next to me, like a toast, you run up on me, I turn you to a ghost
Nah, I ain't talking about toast, eating these beats like filet mignon (Yeah, mmm, woah)
Better not play around with my brothers gang
I just copped ride on the green rail, with some cowards change