Big zone 6ix
The big zone six (Big)
We making the hit (We making the hit)
Am pouring the drink on that ice on
My neck with the patek philipe (Ice!)
Moral of the story a nigga you Gotta defeat (Got to defeat)
You talking about the gang
And You Don't know we came the street (Pew pew prrrr)
She told me to pay with the cash to get lyft (Lyft)
I told her am better i'll give you my dick (Bitch)
Fuck all the talk and i've been Done with the doubting
My niggas they killed it
And jump off the cliff (Fwwww)
I go through a lot
But i bought all these Ice on my Neck
And you never gon get me on steel (Nah)
Moving with gang they gave me the chill (Chill)
Look at the ice i know that it's real (Bling, bling)
Mumble and trapping
We down for the check (Trap at the bando)
Being a nineteen on a song with 'set (Set)
I'm speaking the truth in my rap
Oh my nigga we mumbled
Don't let That shit go through your head (Pew pew prrr)
We running the race for money all day
And don't know we getting recording a test (Race)
Send in the mail, replying the text (Phone)
All on our own we never get rest
The big zone (Big)
We making the hit (We making the hit)
Am pouring the drink on that ice on
My neck with the patek philipe (Ice!)
Moral of the story a nigga you Gotta defeat (Got to defeat)
You talking about the gang and You Don't know we came the street
(Pew pew prrrr)
My big zone six
When I count by the 3
We ain't bagging for love I told all you niggas the love ain't for me
We taking the lead
Cos we came with some holes
I told you my blood is hot am ready to take on the lead
We don't think is enough
We trust in the lord we don't fall
You told all you niggas they turn On their sniper
These fuck niggas aiming for me
I pray for my parents deceased They gone good job I just want to leave
The patek Phillip am making a treat
Button from bottom we started from street
We suffer for this your niggas ain't fit
Blowing my kiss these bitches can't breath
For better for worst exposing no gang
Rehab4lyve we making it rain
We making a plan we moving like train
We struggle for food my mama complain
We having our way on top of the plan
If you ever gon snitch you better confess
The big zone six (Big)
We making the hit (We making the hit)
Am pouring the drink on that ice on
My neck with the patek philipe (Ice!)
Moral of the story a nigga you gotta defeat (Got to defeat)
You talking about the gang and You Don't know we came the street (Gang)
We making the hit (We making the hit)
Am pouring the drink on that ice on
My neck with the patek philipe (Ice!)
Moral of the story a nigga you Gotta defeat (Got to defeat)
You talking about the gang
And You Don't know we came the street (Pew pew prrrr)
She told me to pay with the cash to get lyft (Lyft)
I told her am better i'll give you my dick (Bitch)
Fuck all the talk and i've been Done with the doubting
My niggas they killed it
And jump off the cliff (Fwwww)
I go through a lot
But i bought all these Ice on my Neck
And you never gon get me on steel (Nah)
Moving with gang they gave me the chill (Chill)
Look at the ice i know that it's real (Bling, bling)
Mumble and trapping
We down for the check (Trap at the bando)
Being a nineteen on a song with 'set (Set)
I'm speaking the truth in my rap
Oh my nigga we mumbled
Don't let That shit go through your head (Pew pew prrr)
We running the race for money all day
And don't know we getting recording a test (Race)
Send in the mail, replying the text (Phone)
All on our own we never get rest
The big zone (Big)
We making the hit (We making the hit)
Am pouring the drink on that ice on
My neck with the patek philipe (Ice!)
Moral of the story a nigga you Gotta defeat (Got to defeat)
You talking about the gang and You Don't know we came the street
(Pew pew prrrr)
My big zone six
When I count by the 3
We ain't bagging for love I told all you niggas the love ain't for me
We taking the lead
Cos we came with some holes
I told you my blood is hot am ready to take on the lead
We don't think is enough
We trust in the lord we don't fall
You told all you niggas they turn On their sniper
These fuck niggas aiming for me
I pray for my parents deceased They gone good job I just want to leave
The patek Phillip am making a treat
Button from bottom we started from street
We suffer for this your niggas ain't fit
Blowing my kiss these bitches can't breath
For better for worst exposing no gang
Rehab4lyve we making it rain
We making a plan we moving like train
We struggle for food my mama complain
We having our way on top of the plan
If you ever gon snitch you better confess
The big zone six (Big)
We making the hit (We making the hit)
Am pouring the drink on that ice on
My neck with the patek philipe (Ice!)
Moral of the story a nigga you gotta defeat (Got to defeat)
You talking about the gang and You Don't know we came the street (Gang)
Credits
Writer(s): Ngene Joshua
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