paroles de chanson Six Figures (feat. Double A) - Squeezy

(Nah, nah, nah)
(But I'm not ready to go)
(Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah)
(Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah)

Let's go
Yea we're in the trap
Y'all been fumbling with the sack
Better keep it in control, if not y'all might get whacked
When you playing with the money, yea you better just think twice
When you comin' up all short, you was playing with your life
With your life I roll the dice, I'm pulling up with all this spice
With all the heaters, all the rugers, know them glockies shootin' nice
I'm comin' up, we're up to something
Spin the block we're out all night
We never fight, we pull the pipes
We probably turning out your lights

Yea these bitches in my DMs just my hoes, but I'm they Romeo
I pull up with my demons ain't no games, nah this ain't Sony bro
You lyin' like a bitch so you get stretched might be Pinocchio
I'm flying in the whip and drift the bend like we in Tokyo
You know me bro
This Tommy got some Power, let it go and then I'm goin' Ghost
This Drake gon' get to singing they ask "who?" but it ain't OVO
You fuck with Double A and JTF gon' pull up toe-to-toe
It have u leavin' with a bullet overdose

Get the bag that's six figures
When we pull up, three glocks, three rugers, six triggers
Hit all of yo homies make ya mans body bag zip up
When the choppa blast split 'em
Watch the numbers grow I'm the fuckin' moneybag sitter
Wesson is the brush and you the canvas it's a bad picture
Mixing all that purple and the orange yea this the gas mixture
Once I get to speaking on that beat I pour a rap scripture
Look at how my pockets be obese I got my stacks thicker
(Bitch)
(Squeezy)
(JTF)
(Ah ah)