Letra de Outro - 6ix

(Feat. Phil Adé)

(Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya)

(Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya)

(Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya)

Yeah

6ix, this sound so good, bruh

Hahaha, ADÉ

(Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya)

Look

I thank God on the day today on these songs that slave away

Moms always used to tell me God's gonna make a way

It's true

Now it's Crypto.com where the Lakers play

Treatin' niggas [?] like LeBron on a breakaway

The oop off the glass, kiss my ass in this Bathing Ape

The loot coming fast, use the cash as a paper weight

The crew coming next, know my ex gon' be choking up

The suicide soon as them suicides get opened up

I don't wish death on no man, I throw hands

But niggas trip so the blick in both hands

Got plans, can't afford to take no chance

For my kids, they parent trappin' that low hand

A whole man, I throw stones and show hands

If you just talking the limit then you a phone plan

How your service? Hello, can you hear me now?

You gon' need some data 'cause these haters nowhere near me now

I don't do a [?] tell [?] that they [?] tear me down

[?] style draw the fake smiles, [?] your [?] out

Hoodie St. Michael, I promise this ain't spiteful

Took advantage of my shot, we all got the same rifle, nigga

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