Rëal six
Yeat Lyrics


Yeah, all of my brothers they rich, they rockin' that Chrome Hearts (yeah)
All of my thots they love me, they bang my phone sex (yeah)
I been on pills all day
Like M.I.A.
I pull up, we turn up a notch, we turning it, sick
Ride 'round that bitch with a, yeah, blick
Took me the ecstasy, I'm high, can't even sit
And this chain so heavy, I'ma die, Glock sit on my hips (say)
I'm driving around this city, now I'm posted in V.I.P.
It be your own city that'll kill you, like R.I.P. Nip
I went with this bitch, picked up that fire, I bought me the ship (yeah)
I'm chillin' up at the Ritz, so that they call me Chip (yeah)
Pour a four up in my soda, just so I can dip
Walked inside the pent, it's posted on my hip
I told you to back away, I don't need none of your help
My wrist livin' underwater, might as well call this kelp
Sleep, shots, yeah, I been on pills all day
M.I.A.
Like a chump, man, get beat in your head
Every last one of my bitches love on me (I know that you do)
And I hate to say it, but I'm horny (baby)
I need you to lick on, all of me (baby)
I went and put my wrist on, no degree (what?)
I went put my rich on, with no degrees (what?) (hey yeah)

Bitch, I died and didn't go to Heaven
All of my pockets really filled up with some knots, yeah, bitch they really breaded
Any time I ever told you I was talkin' shit, better know I really meant it
I can't even waste my time with a broke bitch, nah she can't spend a penny
Girls they love the Percs, say they all independent, yeah (yeah)
Girls they love the Percs, got another pendant on me (what? yeah)
I just left the earth, and they told me landed on me (landed on me now)
I just told her pull up, come and break it down on me (I got in her head, had to let her know)
How the hell you pull up, then go turn around on me

Yeah, all of my brothers they rich, they rockin' that Chrome Hearts (yeah)
All of my thots they love me, they bang my phone sex (yeah)
I been on pills all day
Like M.I.A.
I pull up, we turn up a notch, we turnin' it, sick
Ride 'round that bitch with a, yeah, blick
Took me the ecstasy, I'm high, can't even sit
And this chain so heavy, I'ma die, Glock sit on my hips (say)
I'm driving around this city, now I'm posted in V.I.P.
It be your own city that'll kill you, like R.I.P. Nip
I went with this bitch, picked up that fire, I bought me the ship (yeah)
I'm chillin' up at the Ritz, so that they call me Chip (yeah)
Pour a four up in my soda, just so I can dip
Walked inside the pent, it's posted on my hip
I told you to back away, I don't need none of your help
My wrist livin' underwater, might as well call this kelp
Sleep, shots, yeah, I been on pills all day
M.I.A.
Like a chump, man, get beat in your head
Every last one of my bitches love on me (I know that you do)
And I hate to say it, but I'm horny (baby)
I need you to lick on, all of me (baby)

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Written by: Noah Oliver Smith

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Kur Jeon

This one of my top 3s on the album 😩

yusranextlevel

fr

6ADTV

S A M E

Thiboner

Top 2 and it ain’t number 2 🤐

Natalie M

same

sosszay

Same

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NxT

This track will end up with me getting unnecessary speeding tickets.

Khayle Woods

Almost caught one just now

davey d

careful y’all’s but same

usiy

Nbsss😭

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