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Yeah, Yoyoyo you know we, you know we gotta move this shit to Roxy right? Yeah Bout to get crazy

Uh Yeah, KR in this bitch 

Jay Six

Pesce Pasta,

America!
Mr. America
Mr Amerikkka
Mr America
I think the secret Victoria's keeping 
Was labor from prison
CCA's making a killing
County corrections are

Flows hotta they no nada got cold product I'm so bout it
They wont doubt it I'm gon shout it
The whole county will go rowdy hello howdy
Money's comin

breakfast and shake after I piss
Was raised to keep it thorough
Me, I'm from Buff boro where we do drive-bys to Tana Talk and Hitler 6
We do drive-bys to Tana

i said
If y'all ready to have a party
Say hell mothafuckin' yeah
(hell yeah) standing six feet
Tall, weighing 160 pounds
Coming live from Bompton

no money
Don't be a dummy
Where you from
How you boming
Coming from the county baby
From a pastor and a boss lady
I got a younger and a older sister

1646 brick baby
Ohana, Osama
ESPN, 6

I don't do too much talkin', that's what got your homie whacked (grrah)
I don't diss on dead opps, just

6 times 2
6 times 2
With my crew
We always livin lit
Sovicious freedgang shit
We always livin lit
Top down we with yo bihhh (Skr skr skr skr skr)
I

fool
Aye (Aye), now I'm gone, I just drank a six-pack
Steady sweatin' up a fucking storm in my sick Jag (I'm sweatin')
That I just stole
Now I got that

like I'm Mike Myers
Gotta shoot it up in front of me, the first time buyers
Drug zone, 7-6, dead zone 49ers
Had a spot on Manor off the Lodge, right

we hang 
I fucked the bitch Right where I slang

Bitch from cross the county only one understand me 
Couldn’t find no perks so we popped ya a xannie

I'm just tryna get it, taking advantage of all of my minutes
Made it out of clay county, it's something like the trenches
Niggas be snitching

success you can die where you stand
They tried to stop me back then but it won’t happen again
Been to the county jail but I ain’t been to the pen
I move

and I fuck with 6th street
But one thing about me, the world got me
But it's some suckas that doubt me
And I ain't tryina sleep in the county
Real chalky

indicator ('cator, BasedGod)
You gon' fuck my bitch, thank me later
(BasedGod, kyea) cow county boy, that's
(kyea) my neighbor (swag) we rep
(ahhh)

clothes like county jail
Droppin bars like up in prison
When you're posted up in that cell
Shadow's bringin hits
Makin hoochies move their hips
Triple 6 - 1

count Some racks
Fuck around just count some blues
Yea them county blues
Mane them pink 50's

Nanananammm

Blurd Blurd

Bitch said she fuck with me
But

and a pill in 
I almost crashed the Genesis at the dealership 
These nigga drop a lot of shells but ain’t killin shit
Six 38s wit 6 shots bitch we drillin shit

Hit V live than I through up some confetti
Like my fetti Mac and cheesy stupid heavy
Pussy wet hurricane no levee 
Dese is balmain dey ain't no le-vi

switch, for the back Glock, this shit come out in bursts
Them six niggas, you let, gas you up, same six, carry your hearse
No competition, they can't fuck

on your face
Like icing, icing, icing, icing
Thought I told you
That I'm from Baltimore
Hate fake bitches
So fuck all these whores
From the county
Don't

rapper weed, I serve your favorite rapper
Kept designer drugs, showed em' how to take a molly
Dumped a thousand roxy's had cobb county Like some zombies

stand
Grandson, he died the 6th of November
He was a noble man
Would’ve been farther than this
Nobody had a plan

Move me away from all this drama
Take me

watch
Got plenty sense but get dumb guap
Still drippin' at your ho spot
We was kickin' shit then we told part
Same nigga went to Buckhead and Court
County