[Hella Sketchy:] Six bands, make it double Hit 'em on the head, red dot in the jungle Catch me walkin' slow, pockets racked, it make me stumble I'm gon' get the guap and I'll do it with no struggle [6obby:] Flexin' big racks, I will never be the same Yes, I pop another Xan, drop a band all on my chain, yeah She stay textin' me, she don't text you, you a lame She just hopped inside the 'Rari, shawty countin' up my cake
[Hella Sketchy:] I ain't even on yet but these checks comin' All these lames on my line, stop pretendin', you not kin, yeah When I was down, where were you, come again? If I catch another opp, he get blasted in the shin I just spent a check and I made it right back Hundred racks on my neck with the Glock on my lap I'm runnin' from the pole, man, I'ma do the dash Catch me speedin' in designer, all black Gucci on the hat
[6obby:] Six bands, make it double Hit 'em on the head, red dot in the jungle Catch me walkin' slow, pockets racked, it make me stumble I'm gon' get the guap and I'll do it with no struggle [Hella Sketchy:] Flexin' big racks, I will never be the same Yes, I pop another Xan, drop a band all on my chain, yeah She stay textin' me, she don't text you, you a lame She just hopped inside the 'Rari, shawty countin' up my cake
[6obby:] CDG my Converse, Cuban links around my neck I been workin' all these hours, I been cashin' all these checks And these bitches hit me up, but I don't mean no disrespect I'm just too busy countin' money, I don't need you in my head All these shawties hit my phone, I'm poppin' Xannies like a Tec Hella Sketchy rollin' dope, we smokin' till there's nothing left And don't you ask about a song unless you plan to spend a check Spent some money, stole some sacks, and then I jugg it right back Fuck a handout, fuck some friends, bitch, I did this by myself All you people left me down when you saw I needed help Now I'm poppin', but you never even cared how I felt Catch me cruisin' in some vintage with the full black Gucci belt
[Hella Sketchy:] Six bands, make it double Hit 'em on the head, red dot in the jungle Catch me walkin' slow, pockets racked, it make me stumble I'm gon' get that guap and I'll do it with no struggle [6obby:] Flexin' big racks, I will never be the same Yes, I pop another Xan, drop a band all on my chain, yeah She stay textin' me, she don't text you, you a lame She just hopped inside the 'Rari, shawty countin' up my cakeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
