6 RINGS
Listen From now on, don't nobody talk to me directly
You understand? You got business with me
You talk to Huey, Huey you talk to me!
You got it?! Damn it Never on the Phone!
You got it? "I got it!" All right!
And take those God damn sunglasses off
Man Down!
I'm with the team and we plotting for schemes
For the rings, look we stand out!
Big Wins all on my Mind
We Run the Numbers like we doing Time
I Got the Feeling, Sweep em off the Ground
Oooo yeah
I Got the Feeling, Sweep em off the Ground
Shorty she riding the wave
Tell me baby is you feeling okay
2 Words on my mind Get Paid
Kuz remember the days
We was broke now we got it and flip it
Doing numbers and fuck competition
If you seen what I seen
You ah move a bit different
I was Jordan u was Pippen
But the money took ova ya name
Riding foreigns and forget you a lame
While i was out here putting in pain
30 Round leave em dying in vain
Get the money in the bag and zip it
Do the dash on the freeway we flip it
Put the packs in the pot i'm gifted
Put the packs in the pot i'm gifted
Aye! Run it up
Catch a toe tag if you fuck with us
AYE AYE, Run it Up
Catch a toe tag if you fuck with us
Zipp em up
I get the money I'm counting up
Too greedy for bitches im adding up
I don't fuck with these niggas they not with us
Man down
I'm with the team and we plotting for schemes
For the rings, look we stand out
Big Wins all on my Mind
We Run the Numbers like we doing Time
I Got the Feeling, Sweep em off the Ground
Oooo yeah
I Got the Feeling, Sweep em off the Ground
I don't wanna talk too much, FUCK EM!
I don't got shit to say, Fuck em!
I just wanna count it up aye!
On my way to the bank, Fuck em!
Ain't no buddy buddy 2020
Anti social, I don't talk '2MANY'
A lot of fakes in the field
Claiming that they real
God damn there's way too many
I want my life as a mo, cool
I want my life as a movie
I ain't talking no Tony Montana
Moving right, you know it's LA SALA
I ain't talking no Money Mitch in paid in full
No moving like Rico, Gotta watch they moves
I'm moving like Ace, I Gotta keep my cool
Aye! You know I pull up with the crew
Baby I did not pull up to fuck up the party
You know ima good vibe
Heard that they hating
Heard that they envy like
Let's have a good time
Shit do not fuck up my mood No
Troops they hop out the coop wait
Baby don't fuck up my mood Wait
Troops they hop out the coop Yeah
Man Down!
I'm with the team and we plotting for schemes
For the rings, look we stand out!
Big Wins all on my Mind
We Run the Numbers like we doing Time
I Got the Feeling, Sweep em off the Ground
Oooo yeah
I Got the Feeling, Sweep em off the Ground
I ate a edible and some pussy, I love the combo
Been sexting for two months That's my bitch,
We skipped the convo
Can't count the rounds I think this 6
No Toronto
I'm butt ass shorty twerk that shit, I burn the fonto
Let's get it
Plan with my jeweler, due for a upgrade give my diamonds a jump
Money talks, I back out some blues nigga might silence the chuck
Outta pocket, then it's stick like pool bro start lining em up
Pistol on me neat, 1200 a feet, not regular chucks
Gang rolling 30s and up shiny suit no regular puff
They never metal with us
We keep the metal with us
Shoes off this LA SALA bitch
In my bag like a condiment
Greedy magic, got all kind of tricks
Line jumpin all kinda licks
Different faces all kinda dips
Indie vibes, I can't sign to shit
Niggas copy drive I just change the whip
If we take a risk we gone Make it hit... Greedy
You understand? You got business with me
You talk to Huey, Huey you talk to me!
You got it?! Damn it Never on the Phone!
You got it? "I got it!" All right!
And take those God damn sunglasses off
Man Down!
I'm with the team and we plotting for schemes
For the rings, look we stand out!
Big Wins all on my Mind
We Run the Numbers like we doing Time
I Got the Feeling, Sweep em off the Ground
Oooo yeah
I Got the Feeling, Sweep em off the Ground
Shorty she riding the wave
Tell me baby is you feeling okay
2 Words on my mind Get Paid
Kuz remember the days
We was broke now we got it and flip it
Doing numbers and fuck competition
If you seen what I seen
You ah move a bit different
I was Jordan u was Pippen
But the money took ova ya name
Riding foreigns and forget you a lame
While i was out here putting in pain
30 Round leave em dying in vain
Get the money in the bag and zip it
Do the dash on the freeway we flip it
Put the packs in the pot i'm gifted
Put the packs in the pot i'm gifted
Aye! Run it up
Catch a toe tag if you fuck with us
AYE AYE, Run it Up
Catch a toe tag if you fuck with us
Zipp em up
I get the money I'm counting up
Too greedy for bitches im adding up
I don't fuck with these niggas they not with us
Man down
I'm with the team and we plotting for schemes
For the rings, look we stand out
Big Wins all on my Mind
We Run the Numbers like we doing Time
I Got the Feeling, Sweep em off the Ground
Oooo yeah
I Got the Feeling, Sweep em off the Ground
I don't wanna talk too much, FUCK EM!
I don't got shit to say, Fuck em!
I just wanna count it up aye!
On my way to the bank, Fuck em!
Ain't no buddy buddy 2020
Anti social, I don't talk '2MANY'
A lot of fakes in the field
Claiming that they real
God damn there's way too many
I want my life as a mo, cool
I want my life as a movie
I ain't talking no Tony Montana
Moving right, you know it's LA SALA
I ain't talking no Money Mitch in paid in full
No moving like Rico, Gotta watch they moves
I'm moving like Ace, I Gotta keep my cool
Aye! You know I pull up with the crew
Baby I did not pull up to fuck up the party
You know ima good vibe
Heard that they hating
Heard that they envy like
Let's have a good time
Shit do not fuck up my mood No
Troops they hop out the coop wait
Baby don't fuck up my mood Wait
Troops they hop out the coop Yeah
Man Down!
I'm with the team and we plotting for schemes
For the rings, look we stand out!
Big Wins all on my Mind
We Run the Numbers like we doing Time
I Got the Feeling, Sweep em off the Ground
Oooo yeah
I Got the Feeling, Sweep em off the Ground
I ate a edible and some pussy, I love the combo
Been sexting for two months That's my bitch,
We skipped the convo
Can't count the rounds I think this 6
No Toronto
I'm butt ass shorty twerk that shit, I burn the fonto
Let's get it
Plan with my jeweler, due for a upgrade give my diamonds a jump
Money talks, I back out some blues nigga might silence the chuck
Outta pocket, then it's stick like pool bro start lining em up
Pistol on me neat, 1200 a feet, not regular chucks
Gang rolling 30s and up shiny suit no regular puff
They never metal with us
We keep the metal with us
Shoes off this LA SALA bitch
In my bag like a condiment
Greedy magic, got all kind of tricks
Line jumpin all kinda licks
Different faces all kinda dips
Indie vibes, I can't sign to shit
Niggas copy drive I just change the whip
If we take a risk we gone Make it hit... Greedy
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Writer(s): Christopher Moronta
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