G6

Collegrove
Yup

Lit, bitch, I'm the shit
I'm a real walkin' lick, spent a brick on my fit
I show up in this bitch, sick as throw up in this bitch
Lookin' like I wore a fuckin' jewelry store up in this bitch
Wait, Sqad Up, that's my fuckin' skate team, nigga (the gang)
You don't want that real smoke, you vaping, nigga (no way)
To be safe, none of my guns on safety, nigga
Who the fuck I look like? Ed Reed, nigga?

Coupe on ultraviolet (yeah)
Tunechi on narcotics, so my pupils always hidin'
All those Bugle Boys you wearin', are you stupid? These designers
Sippin' soup up out the styro', drippin' too hard for Poseidon
And my semi-automatic, and my drip on autopilot
And my jewelry on sarcastic, my money on plastic
When it comes to dead presidents, I'm a bastard

And all my bitches passive, and all my hoes erotic
And my dick on automatic, and my drip on autopilot (yeah)
Drippin' so hard, might go on a water diet (diet)
Diamonds on her tongue 'cause she geekin' off the molly (molly)
Don't bring me no ones, I blow funds on her body (body)
Blow funds on her body, bitch, my drip on autopilot

So you know, another guest just walked into Nicki Minaj TV
And I just asked him what, what that fragrance that he had on
And he had to get real cocky and pop his collar
So let, let him do it on, on TV (Toni)

You probably seen me with a double-cup glued to my hand
Baby, ask your friend what she gon' do for this band
I'm the realest one in here, I'ma tell you in advance
Take this G6, you might wake up in Japan, yeah

Probably seen me with a double-cup in my hand
Baby, ask your friend what she gon' do for this band
I'm the realest one in here, I'ma tell you in advance
Take this G6, you might wake up in Japan (Toni)

Got the city on my back, I might need shoulder pads (ay, ay)
Tried to DM me, now seeing my shoes in photographs
Difference 'tween my watch and yours is the chronograph
Quarter-half, whole thangs, I put diamonds on toe rings

Say she love my protein
Money pull my pants down, I'ma need a drawstring
Ask me, did I have anything to eat? I told her, "Cocaine"
Big flames out the muzzle
Customers was often puzzled at the fact that I was humble

They say, "Life a bitch," I'ma smut her, need a couple rubbers
Had a girl named Nina, all we used to do was smoke and cuddle
You already know, I need a couple million on the double
Anybody seen my ceiling? (Where?)
My nigga got locked up and started sellin' dope in prison

Yeah (fuck you talkin' 'bout?)
Yeah, the truth my religion (Southside, uh)
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom (Tru)
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Yeah, the truth my religion, turn up

You probably seen me with a double-cup glued to my hand (yeah)
Baby, ask your friend what she gon' do for this band (fuck that shit)
I'm the realest one in here, I'ma tell you in advance (realest one)
Take this G6, you might wake up in Japan, yeah (woo)



Credits
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Tauheed Epps, Theodore Thomas, Javar Rockamore, Roman Boris Rondiak, Nolan Presley, Papa Abdou Fall
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