Rëal Six

Yeah, all of my brothers, we rich, been rockin' that chrome hearts

Yeah, all of my thots they love me, they bang my phone

Six shots, dead

I been on pills all day, mia

I pull up, we turn up a notch, we turning it sick

Ride 'round that bitch with a, yeah, blick

Took me the ecstasy, I'm high, can't even sit

And this chain so heavy, I'ma die, Glock sit on my hip (say)

I'm driving around the city, and I pull to the vip

It be your own city that'll kill you, like rip nip

I went and been spent like a fire, I bought me the ship

Yeah, I'm chillin' up at the ritz, so that they call me chip

Pour a four up in my soda just so I could dip

Walk inside the building, posted on my hip

I told you to back away, I don't need none of your help

My wrist livin' underwater, might as well call this kelp

Six shots, dead

I been on pills all day, mia

Like a Trump man, could bleed your head

Every last one of my bitches love on me (I know that you do)

And I hate to say it, but I'm horny

And I need you to lick on all of me (baby)

I went and put my wrist on no degree (yeah)

I went and put my rich on with no degrees (what?)

Bitch, I died and didn't go to heaven

All my pockets really filled up with some knots, yeah, bitch, they really breaded

Any time I ever told you I was talkin' shit, better know I really meant it

I can't even waste my time with a broke bitch, nah, she can't spend a penny

Got a lot of percs, it ain't hard to pen it, yeah (yeah)

Got a lot of percs, got a lot depending on me (what?)

I just left the earth and they told me landed on me

I just told her pull up, come and break it down on me

How the hell you pull up, then go turn around on me?

Yeah, all of my brothers, we rich, been rockin' that chrome hearts

Yeah, all of my thots they love me, they bang my phone

Six shots, dead

I been on pills all day, mia

I pull up, we turn up a notch, we turning it sick

Ride 'round that bitch with a, yeah, blick

Took me the ecstasy, I'm high, can't even sit

And this chain so heavy, I'ma die, Glock sit on my hip (say)

I'm driving around the city, and I pull to the vip

It be your own city that'll kill you, like R.I.P. nip

I went and been spent like a fire, I bought me the ship

Yeah, I'm chillin' up at the ritz, so that they call me chip

Pour a four up in my soda just so I could dip

Walk inside the building, posted on my hip

I told you to back away, I don't need none of your help

My wrist livin' underwater, might as well call this kelp

Six shots, dead

I been on pills all day, mia

Like a Trump man, could bleed your head

Every last one of my bitches love on me (I know that you do)

And I hate to say it, but I'm horny

And I need you to lick on all of me (baby)