Lyrics:
an icicle?
At five I was hit by a car ridin my tricycle, a hit and run son
Mad young in the hospital receivin stitches made me vicious
Peeping cretons with
Welcome to the 2017 BET Hip-Hop Awards Cypher
I go by the name of 6LACK and
I came with Little Simz, Mysonne
Axel Leon and the homie Tee Grizzley
Yo,
Y'know
I woke up like this
Like half past six
When I through my fits
And I slit my Wrists
Cause I can't seem to feel like me
And this ain't a dream far
You want it the kid got it
Long as you got the profit
Your girl say her man lame That's a ditto
Comfortable with my pockets fat
Shout out to Lizzo
Lizzo
on rats cah i'm rough rugged
Rolley sat on my wrist flooded
Six foot tall they're all Six foot under black on black he got buried
Big mac on the attack
I'm
6:19 In the morning nigga
Let me start off with this statement
I'm the motherfucking greatest
I ain't even have too many haters
All my niggas knew I
know, but I can tell you what they drove
It was a black Mitsubishi (shit, that's the clique we beefin' with)
Man, (I swear) and I was on my way there
know, but I can tell you what they drove
It was a black Mitsubishi (shit, that's the clique we beefin' with)
Man, (I swear) and I was on my way there
one to double dip so you better think twice
Have you sighted that six shooter to hit me between the eyes
Cause when you mess with the man
Just know that
You belong to the city
You belong to the night
In the river of darkness
He's a man of the night
Yeah
What the deal playboy, just rest your
bitches with me by the pool
Know she love me but she playin it cool
Actin funny she got somethin to prove
Money comin in by the boatload
Tryna break bread
Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
Ayy, don't you know I got ki's by
F-R-E-E-Z-E man this shit come with eas to me
Yo bitch want my dingaling I might just go make her sing a thing
I hit up the plug i'm running off
Im still
boys with exactly the same chance in life
Their daddy was a wealthy man they'd know no hunger or strife
Their names were Carroll Gerald and Harold Dee
So from CD to TV to movies back to rhymin'
My lifestats makes Jordan's six rings look common
Ya'll hate, I retaliate, just by being great
Big Will
a fourth victim
Ill leave ya brains by ya man take ya thoughts with him
The four hit him have him shaking like its autism
Everybody wanna be killers wanna be
that
now my name in there top
when they talk rap
straight facts coming out when I drop tracks
young man with a Mic and mind set
I would see em drop dead
It took a thought, plus I brought Cut Creator along
Evened up with E-Love down with the Cool J. force
Symbolizin' in the rhymin' for the record
took a thought, plus I brought Cut Creator along
Evened up with E-Love down with the Cool J. force
Symbolizin' in the rhymin' for the record of course
It took a thought, plus I brought Cut Creator along
Evened up with E-Love down with the Cool J. force
Symbolizin' in the rhymin' for the record
Houston Texas, by the six
A baby came with pain and wit
She's quick with it, she's limitless
I count my blessings by the two's
One peace sign, and then I
the one that she believe in
Came with a whole new flavor
Playa by nature, playa by nature
Playa by nature, playa by nature
I don't want your chick but I'll
you must lie in that county jail
Where I can't get to you by visit or mail
So squirm, with discomfort, wiggle and cough
Six days of madness, you
your clitch
Bitch you best not trick
Hoo-Bangin these full straps came with clips
6 shots is all you get (ping , ping)
You better put in work
Or scurb
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