Lyrics
Ice hittin too clean got my neck on froze
Shawty tuggin on my chain I aint trustin them hoes
Stand on business in they chest all smoke
Fell in love with the green then the plug went ghost
Came out the womb like im built for the pressure
Off White tag Purple jeans not extra
Act a fool with the racks till the drip get better
Aint worried bout shit one stick ill stretch ya
Caught him creepin through the hood let it burst
Prayed for a blessing got a bag and a curse
Ran off with the work did the dash I was first
Came straight from the filth now the fit still dirt
Pocket full of dead men wonder what he worth
Buy a bag with a bag might lace a bitch a Birkin
I aint really nagging so dont tell me when it hurtin
Everybody wanna feast but aint nobody really workin
Everybody want smoke till the smoke start lurkin
Fuck the game raw cause the bitch stay fertile
Gotta glock with a switch and more shells then a turtle
Still drippin off sauce like a goddamn burger
They aint fuckin with you Syxx yeah I know they aint heard me
Lil ho thirsty tryna suck my dick urgently
Phone steady ringin I declind that bitch purposely
Yeah I got hoes why you take it so personally
Wont take another loss wont rap free verses
Tap in with the bag we can link in person
Keep it street keep it raw whole lane stay dirty
VPN with the plug still network sturdy
Ice on my neck when I slide through the night Im the coldest
They want smoke till it show up for real then they foldin
Love for the green got me movin on edge I been focused
Came from the dirt now the drip still dirty but Im golden
Still built for the pressure I been him I dont need a co sign
Whole lotta talk on the net but in person they actin so kind
I been countin up the profit while the clock doin overtime
If it aint about the money tell that bitch get the fuck out my line
Neck on froze make the room go silent when I walk in
Same dirty story just a new fit with the same sins