[hook]

Call me 6AM, no, no, no
I really gotta go, go, go
Ultra deep in the flow, flow, flow, flow
My racks steep gotta grow, grow, grow
X2

[verse 1]
And I get my bag on the road
6AM when I dash in the zone
Keep my head straight I don’t wanna know
What’s the deal this the life that I chose

+62 wanna dial me up
Bucks I blew better sign me up
Bling bling
Telephone
Ring ring
I just get the call then they write me up

With the whole gang yeah we sliming up
Shoutout shax in the cut yeah we vibing up
Real friends you don’t really wanna fuck with us
Spent your cash on the drinks where’s the hundred bucks?

( yeah yeah yeah)


I’m going dumb in this city

You are the punk in this city

I might just mess with your missy

I got a text from your main

I’m going super insane

Turn up I swerve in your lane

I cannot ask for a change

Damn who would thought you would follow me

Stupid boy, now try hitting up my B

Confront me saying not to mess with you

Now you heard my shit, I don’t wanna message you

Told your big friends to come talk to me

Your breath stink I don’t wanna talk to you

Do my flex really bother you

Do my checks really bother you

Be my guest I will finish you

Eating up the checks for my dinner food

No

I be in the freshest mood

You be scoring none, you the resting group

[hook]
Call me 6AM, no, no, no
I really gotta go, go, go
Ultra deep in the flow, flow, flow, flow
My racks steep gotta grow, grow, grow
X2


[verse 2]
Damn I gotta grow

Uno on me and you know you the dos

Get out the door

I’m making bred and I’m burning the toast

Burning the coast

Ghost writer on you I Murder the ghost

Doing the most, I catch a beat and I furnace the flows

I get the max

Clean like a bath

You don’t want beef

I bring out the math

I bring out the cast

Comparing you to me is trash

Dashing like flash

My life is straight out in the cam

[hook]
Call me 6AM, no, no, no
I really gotta go, go, go
Ultra deep in the flow, flow, flow, flow
My racks steep gotta grow, grow, grow
X2