6ix szn

Nike had to ghost
Locked down no joke
Baby mama a hoe
Stack chips legos
Couldn't check the ego
This a bloody sequel
We are not equal
Do it for my people
Got the dessert eagle
Been threading needles
Yea yea
You ain't blasting on shit
They don't move militant
He ain't making no cense
He ain't have defense
They just mad we eating
Touch me then I'm squeezing
This the 6IX SZN
Playin wit demos
Seen them boys scheming
Catch then he screaming
Yea yea
Flood the streets like hurricane
Couldn't stop smoking Mary Jane
Caught a couple niggas switching lanes
Type of shit that you can't explain
Yea
I done really felt the pressure
Man it made me better
Stop looking for treasure
Stranded in them desserts
Broke leg like McGregor

Massi color aqua Finna
I'm no Martin where's my gena
Yea yea



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Writer(s): Jaime Nixon
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