Sunshine Christo, Jug301 - 6ix Figures lyrics
[Sunshine Christo, Jug301 - 6ix Figures lyrics]
(Come with me and be immortal)
Goofy ass nigga (Midnight exclusive)
Only thing immortal is this cash nigga
I want that Toronto, I want that six figures
I don't believe you, you're a bitch nigga
Punch the wall so hard I
Fucking broke my finger what, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay this is goofy
Only thing immortal is this cash nigga
I want that Toronto, I want that six figures
I don't believe you, you're a fake nigga
Always talking tough but you
Won't pull the trigger
I don't pose with guns
That's how you get locked up
Tryna impress your friends but you're
Screwing your money up
I want that deer, I want my bucks
All this came from hard work not luck
Only thing immortal is this cash nigga
I want that Toronto, I want that six figures
I don't believe you, you're a bitch nigga
Punch the wall so hard I
Fucking broke my finger what, yeah
(It's not that I really won
It's just that all of you are losers)
Bitch I rock these fucking Truey's ay
My niggas don’t do talking
Bitch we shooting, 3D movie ay
Bitch I keep the Glock on yo block
Wet em up like a mop
That boy geekin' he a cop
Fuck the opps, long live long my pops
Lil bruh tripping, hit his top
Serving junkies, serving rock
Got Balenciaga's, nigga you know I'ma cop
Smoking on thraxx with my bitch, we the mob
That boy need some gas, hit me up
I'm the plug that boy talking crazy
That lil nigga could get jugged
Running up these bands baby
I don't give a fuck
Pop me a few Xans and I pour me up some mud
Never felt this way before
I think that I'm in love
Bitch I'm way too high
I don't even give a fuck
That lil boy a goofy
He get left up in the dust
Goofy ass nigga (Midnight exclusive)
Only thing immortal is this cash nigga
I want that Toronto, I want that six figures
I don't believe you, you're a bitch nigga
Punch the wall so hard I
Fucking broke my finger what, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay this is goofy
Only thing immortal is this cash nigga
I want that Toronto, I want that six figures
I don't believe you, you're a fake nigga
Always talking tough but you
Won't pull the trigger
I don't pose with guns
That's how you get locked up
Tryna impress your friends but you're
Screwing your money up
I want that deer, I want my bucks
All this came from hard work not luck
Only thing immortal is this cash nigga
I want that Toronto, I want that six figures
I don't believe you, you're a bitch nigga
Punch the wall so hard I
Fucking broke my finger what, yeah
(It's not that I really won
It's just that all of you are losers)
Bitch I rock these fucking Truey's ay
My niggas don’t do talking
Bitch we shooting, 3D movie ay
Bitch I keep the Glock on yo block
Wet em up like a mop
That boy geekin' he a cop
Fuck the opps, long live long my pops
Lil bruh tripping, hit his top
Serving junkies, serving rock
Got Balenciaga's, nigga you know I'ma cop
Smoking on thraxx with my bitch, we the mob
That boy need some gas, hit me up
I'm the plug that boy talking crazy
That lil nigga could get jugged
Running up these bands baby
I don't give a fuck
Pop me a few Xans and I pour me up some mud
Never felt this way before
I think that I'm in love
Bitch I'm way too high
I don't even give a fuck
That lil boy a goofy
He get left up in the dust