Icewear Vezzo - Big 6 lyrics

Big 6, nigga, ayy (What?)
Know what that 6 mean, ayy

I put all my family on, everybody shinin' 
(What?)
I don't be fuckin' with them rappers
Everybody lyin'
I stopped sellin' fentanyl 'cause
Everybody dyin'
So much water on my neck, I look like a pond
(Iced Up Records)
Ayy, big booty MILF, she look like a mom
Purple diamonds in my chain
I look like a line (Dance)
Two pints of Acty clean cost me like a dime
Nigga (Skrrt)
Pop an RP just to write my rhymes (What?)
Stopped listenin' to niggas, man
Your bitch harder (Oh)
I'll up that dog shit, I'm a shit starter
(I'm a shit starter)
Put that Cuban on my charm
Now it hit harder, nigga
(Now it hit harder)
Love my baby Morgan, yeah
That's Rick daughter (My niece)
Heavy Crippin' 'round this bitch
RIP my cousin ran a fifty yard play 'fore
I seen one hundred (Flip)
How you and your baby mama
Say y'all need my number? (How the fuck?)
You in my DM tryna rap, she in my DM fuckin'
(Tryna fuck) i hate all you lame niggas
Y'all be clique hoppin' (Lame)
I just fucked two hoes
Call that clit hoppin' (Get it?)
Good roski on the block got the 6 rockin'
It's just me and broski tryna cop, yeah
He stick shoppin' (What?)
Fuck around and relapse
I just wanted to smoke (yeah)
My baby mama found out
Now she want a divorce (Sorry)
I let them niggas sign first
'cause I wanted the most (Haha)
That's a million dollar record deal
I'ma blow on a Ghost (Check it out)
Speed the 'Rari all up Kercheval, huh
Bitch, I'm up like I'm vertical, huh
Your name who? We ain't heard of you (Who?)
Pop three Perkys, nigga, that's an M-30 blue
(An M-30 blue)
Tuh, me and Tizzle in that big bag (yeah)
We seen dog and left in a shitbag (For real)
Doggy, fuck all that talkin'
And that riff raff (And that riff raff)
Ice Rollie on my dresser by that big MAC
(Bang)
I heard them niggas killed your partner
Get your lick back (Get your lick back)
And you keep starin' out them buffs
Get your shit snatched
(Get your shit snatched)
All that muggin' and that movin'
We ain't with that (Uh, uh)
I'm in the club with thirty shooters
Me and Big Cat (Cat)
I put thirties on the hoopty
Now it sit straight (Skrrt)
Drank God
I'm finna change my name to Big Pape
(Drank God) nigga like a public schools
They don't get pape' (Uh, uh)
So fuck you and you and your mixtape, ugh

Drank God, that way, nigga