Yeat - Rëal six lyrics

Yeah, all of my brothers, we rich
Been rockin' that Chrome Hearts
Yeah, all of my thots they love me
They bang my phone
Six shots, dead
I been on pills all day, MIA
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 hip
(Say)
I'm driving around the city
And I pull to the VIP
It be your own city that'll kill you
Like R.I.P. Nip
I went and been spent like a fire
I bought me the ship
Yeah, I'm chillin' up at the Ritz
So that they call me Chip
Pour a four up in my soda just so I could dip
Walk inside the building, posted on my hip
I told you to back away
I don't need none of your help
My wrist livin' undеrwater
Might as well call this kelp
Six shots, dеad
I been on pills all day, M.I.A
Like a Trump man, could bleed 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
And I need you to lick on all of me (Baby)

I went and put my wrist on no degree (Yeah)
I went and put my rich on with no degrees
(What?)
Bitch, I died and didn't go to Heaven
All 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
Got a lot of Percs, it ain't hard to pen it
Yeah
(Yeah)
Got a lot of Percs, got a lot depending on me
(What?)
I just left the Earth and they
Told me landed on me
I just told her pull up
Come and break it down on me
How the hell you pull up
Then go turn around on me?

Yeah, all of my brothers, we rich
Been rockin' that Chrome Hearts
Yeah, all of my thots they love me
They bang my phone
Six shots, dead
I been on pills all day, MIA
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 hip
(Say)
I'm driving around the city
And I pull to the VIP
It be your own city that'll kill you
Like R.I.P. Nip
I went and been spent like a fire
I bought me the ship
Yeah, I'm chillin' up at the Ritz
So that they call me Chip
Pour a four up in my soda just so I could dip
Walk inside the building, 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
Six shots, dead
I been on pills all day, M.I.A
Like a Trump man, could bleed 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
And I need you to lick on all of me (Baby)