6pm FLOW
What you say about Yhung? Keep my name out yo mouth
Niggas always tough talking till these hollows knockem down
When i slide aint no codefendents niggas cop'n out
Pillow talking to the bitch but be hush when im around
Hottest in the town and i aint even drop yet
Made it out the struggle probably why i gottem upset
Or maybe its this chain around my neck cost bout 4 checks
Its family over everything bout my people bitch im on that
Im just runnin bands up and ion think they like that
I finally got my bands up and now my pockets lookin fat
And i cant hold my pants up G20 wit a drum attached
if you see me better stand up
I'm a king and bitch you knowin' that, bitch I am that man
If you leavin' ain't no comin' back, never stress about a bitch
I just rather get rich and blow a bag, bitch left me hopeless
Now I'm blowin' and I know she mad, fast car speedin' through the city
Might fuck around and crash, spaz out, speakin' on my brother
Get you maxed out, couldn't work a nine to five
So a nigga took the fast route, takin' trips in and out of town
I got a bag now, you wasn't with me strugglin
So why the fuck you got your hand out, really what you sayin' now
You ain't talkin' bout nothin', when they see HT and YZ they get to runnin
Always told mama one day I'm gon' be somethin
Look mama now they peep the youngin
We gone leave it straight like that, all gangsta shit
hahaha yeah
My nigga strapp in this bitch with me, cuddy in this bitch
Big Woods
Thuggin'
Niggas always tough talking till these hollows knockem down
When i slide aint no codefendents niggas cop'n out
Pillow talking to the bitch but be hush when im around
Hottest in the town and i aint even drop yet
Made it out the struggle probably why i gottem upset
Or maybe its this chain around my neck cost bout 4 checks
Its family over everything bout my people bitch im on that
Im just runnin bands up and ion think they like that
I finally got my bands up and now my pockets lookin fat
And i cant hold my pants up G20 wit a drum attached
if you see me better stand up
I'm a king and bitch you knowin' that, bitch I am that man
If you leavin' ain't no comin' back, never stress about a bitch
I just rather get rich and blow a bag, bitch left me hopeless
Now I'm blowin' and I know she mad, fast car speedin' through the city
Might fuck around and crash, spaz out, speakin' on my brother
Get you maxed out, couldn't work a nine to five
So a nigga took the fast route, takin' trips in and out of town
I got a bag now, you wasn't with me strugglin
So why the fuck you got your hand out, really what you sayin' now
You ain't talkin' bout nothin', when they see HT and YZ they get to runnin
Always told mama one day I'm gon' be somethin
Look mama now they peep the youngin
We gone leave it straight like that, all gangsta shit
hahaha yeah
My nigga strapp in this bitch with me, cuddy in this bitch
Big Woods
Thuggin'
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Writer(s): Zeke Turner
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