[Intro: GetRichZay & Cocaine Mali]
Six
Six
Six
Grrt (Go)
Boom
Let's go
Let's go
(TZY on some other shit)
Gang
Gang
Ayy
Ayy

[Chorus: GetRichZay & Cocaine Mali]
Ayy, we got choppers, Glocks, whatever
N***a get caught wherever (Grrt, boom, boom)
Ayy, fuckin' this dumb white bitch named Heather
I swear that ass hot like a fever (Uh, baow, baow, baow, uh)
Oh, I swear you can get it however
I stay with my Glock and bro stay with that Beretta (Grrt, grrt, yeah)
I ain't tryna talk, you ain't talkin' 'bout cheddar (Aight, come on)
Still free all the guys, still writin' them letters (Six)
Just fucked a n***a bitch first day that I met her (Come on)
Just blocked the bitch number, hell nah, I won't text her (Hell nah)
Big touchscreen shit when I ride in that Tesla (Skrrt)
N***a might get slammed in this bitch like a wrestler (Let's go), I swear
Ayy, Faceshot Gang sit 'em down like a chair (Boom, what else?)
Got so many hoes in this bitch, we could share (Ayy, come on, yeah)
Nah, so many hoes in this bitch we could play (No cap)
Might fuck two hoes, get them hoes by the pair
[Verse 1: Cocaine Mali]
Go, go (Boom)
Big Coke just had a play at the store
Uh, I show you how to go get you a ten pack when we all off the dope
Studio full of them Glizzies and ARs, in love with exotic poles (Boom)
N***a can't name one time he seen us and we ain't have fifty or more (Uh)
I'm on the block straight workin' (Work)
N***a be burnt out poppin' them fentanyl thirties
Ho, you popped your thirty (Thirty)
Ho, you know how to work it (Uh, work it)
Baow, baow, baow, baow, hit the whip, reverse it (Reverse it)
Speakin' on work you ain't do, all these n***as merchin' (All these n***as merchin')
High speed on the narcs (Skrrt), dirty car, can't let 'em search it (Uh-uh)
I'm numb to the bullshit (Uh), I clutch off the Perkies
Get hit with a full clip, won't let no n***a hurt me (Boom)
Don't fear that rapper, ain't caught a hat and lyin' all his verses, yeah

[Chorus: GetRichZay]
Ayy, we got choppers, Glocks, whatever
N***a get caught wherever (Grrt)
Ayy, fuckin' this dumb white bitch named Heather
I swear that ass hot like a fever (Uh, uh, I swear)
Oh, I swear you can get it however (Uh)
I stay with my Glock and bro stay with that Beretta (Stay with that yeah)
I ain't tryna talk, you ain't talkin' 'bout cheddar (Aight, come on)
Still free all the guys, still writin' them letters (Six)
Just fucked a n***a bitch first day that I met her (Come on)
Just blocked the bitch number, hell nah, I won't text her (Hell nah)
Big touchscreen shit when I ride in that Tesla (Skrrt)
N***a might get slammed in this bitch like a wrestler (Let's go), I swear
Ayy, Faceshot Gang sit 'em down like a chair (Boom, what else?)
Got so many hoes in this bitch, we could share (Ayy, come on, yeah)
Nah, so many hoes in this bitch we could play (No cap)
Might fuck two hoes, get them hoes by the pair
[Verse 2: 2SG Tay]
Lil Tay top shotta, I do what I want to (Yeah)
Go lurk on your block (Big six), watch how quick I come through (Yeah)
We slide with chop, shit like Kung Fu
Ain't run from a beam and a scope (Boom), what you gon' do? (Boom, boom)
I'm from beyond side, them boys scared
Never creep with a opp ho (Six), she givin' me head (Yeah)
The six way up on the score
Two opps just got hit, tryna touch us some more (Hahaha)
Lil Tay get to blickin', red tips at your 'fro
Opp n***as, they don't trust, put dick in they ho
They bitch throwin' Cook Road strapped up
Come on my side bullshittin', get clapped up (Big six)
Last n***as came through the hood got backed up (Uh-huh)
Thirty-three with a drum, so you know I'm gon' act up
'Cause I really get shit gone (Get what?)
Can't speak up too much, you know 12 tappin' phones (12)
Folks get some weed, just smoke him to the dome (Fuck Weezy, fuck Weezy)
This should be my cologne 'cause the boy way too strong (Fuck Weezy)

[Outro]
(TZY on some other shit)