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letra de big 6 - icewear vezzo

[intro]
big 6, n-gga, ayy
(what?)
know what that 6 mean, ayy

[verse]
i put all my family on, everybody shinin’ (what?)
i don’t be f-ckin’ 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, n-gga (skrrt)
pop an rp just to write my rhymes (what?)
stopped listenin’ to n-ggas, man, your b-tch harder (oh)
i’ll up that dog sh-t, i’m a sh-t starter (i’m a sh-t starter)
put that cuban on my charm, now it hit harder, n-gga (now it hit harder)
love my baby morgan, yeah, that’s rick daughter (my niece)
heavy crippin’ ’round this b-tch, r.i.p. 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 f-ck?)
you in my dm tryna rap, she in my dm f-ckin’ (tryna f-ck)
i hate all you lame n-ggas, y’all be clique hoppin’ (lame)
i just f-cked two hoes, call that cl-t 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?)
f-ck around and relapse, i just wanted to smoke (yeah)
my baby mama found out, now she want a divorce (sorry)
i let them n-ggas 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
b-tch, i’m up like i’m vertical, huh
your name who? we ain’t heard of you (who?)
pop three perkys, n-gga, 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 sh-tbag (for real)
doggy, f-ck all that talkin’ and that riff-raff (and that riff-raff)
ice rollie on my dresser by that big mac (bang)
i heard them n-ggas k!lled your partner, get your l!ck back (get your l!ck back)
and you keep starin’ out them buffs, get your sh-t sn-tched (get your sh-t sn-tched)
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)
n-gga like a public schools, they don’t get pape’ (uh-uh)
so f-ck you and you and your mixtape, ugh
[outro]
drank god, that way, n-gga

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