6 Don't Call me 7
๐ต 1972 characters
โฑ๏ธ 1:45 duration
๐ ID: 18433023
๐ Lyrics
It's six, don't call me seven
Bitches, you dumb?
It's six, don't call me seven
I hate light-skinned hoes
They too disrespectful
I spit on the bitch in the second
I sent your brother to hell
He lived through my blunts
You thought he made it to heaven
He dead, got hit in the head
Make him look a lot like Drake
You thought he was rich, but shh
I don't do the old school pipes
This pistol mechanical
Fuck, he act like he was tested
Dude, you and your bitch
Just like Bruce Wayne parents, pop you then shatter her necklace
I'm sneaky as fuck, don't leave your piece in the truck
Both them bitches is in my possession
I don't put a muzzle on a nigga that talk too much
Shit get hit with suppression
Since I started blowing up, they say it's for me
Now all of a sudden I'm destined
Spare my doubt for all your need
For a long ass time you ain't learn your lesson
Worried about what I got, not what I could give
Fucked around and missed your blessing
Westside hoe, keep naggin' me about shoes
She got a Bottega, a session
That engineer that lied to me about work gettin' robbed when I walked in the session
It's just me and somethin' that only shoot threes
I guess I can say I'm with Stephy
I only lace my boots for a nigga who was always there when I first started steppin'
Soon as I popped the hood of this Tesla
Just know I got levels
And as soon as I park this school bus
Fine shit go hand me a beverage
Every hoe I wanna hit
I already did it
Go ahead and cross them out the checklist
Bitches who fuckin' or not
I don't wanna talk
Don't care about what you had for breakfast
Kickin' this hoe out the spot
She got under my skin
And now it's time to call a Lexus
No LZ commercial
Didn't drink blood too bad
One time that we was in Texas
You keep callin' my phone and don't pick up
You better off sendin' a message
I wonder what six go say on this next song damn, the fans so restless
I'm signing the deal and I'm still thuggin' but damn I don't look like Jeffrey
Bitches, you dumb?
It's six, don't call me seven
I hate light-skinned hoes
They too disrespectful
I spit on the bitch in the second
I sent your brother to hell
He lived through my blunts
You thought he made it to heaven
He dead, got hit in the head
Make him look a lot like Drake
You thought he was rich, but shh
I don't do the old school pipes
This pistol mechanical
Fuck, he act like he was tested
Dude, you and your bitch
Just like Bruce Wayne parents, pop you then shatter her necklace
I'm sneaky as fuck, don't leave your piece in the truck
Both them bitches is in my possession
I don't put a muzzle on a nigga that talk too much
Shit get hit with suppression
Since I started blowing up, they say it's for me
Now all of a sudden I'm destined
Spare my doubt for all your need
For a long ass time you ain't learn your lesson
Worried about what I got, not what I could give
Fucked around and missed your blessing
Westside hoe, keep naggin' me about shoes
She got a Bottega, a session
That engineer that lied to me about work gettin' robbed when I walked in the session
It's just me and somethin' that only shoot threes
I guess I can say I'm with Stephy
I only lace my boots for a nigga who was always there when I first started steppin'
Soon as I popped the hood of this Tesla
Just know I got levels
And as soon as I park this school bus
Fine shit go hand me a beverage
Every hoe I wanna hit
I already did it
Go ahead and cross them out the checklist
Bitches who fuckin' or not
I don't wanna talk
Don't care about what you had for breakfast
Kickin' this hoe out the spot
She got under my skin
And now it's time to call a Lexus
No LZ commercial
Didn't drink blood too bad
One time that we was in Texas
You keep callin' my phone and don't pick up
You better off sendin' a message
I wonder what six go say on this next song damn, the fans so restless
I'm signing the deal and I'm still thuggin' but damn I don't look like Jeffrey
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:05.70] It's six, don't call me seven
[00:09.62] Bitches, you dumb?
[00:16.73] It's six, don't call me seven
[00:18.34] I hate light-skinned hoes
[00:19.54] They too disrespectful
[00:20.51] I spit on the bitch in the second
[00:22.06] I sent your brother to hell
[00:23.38] He lived through my blunts
[00:24.36] You thought he made it to heaven
[00:25.59] He dead, got hit in the head
[00:27.17] Make him look a lot like Drake
[00:28.45] You thought he was rich, but shh
[00:29.48] I don't do the old school pipes
[00:30.54] This pistol mechanical
[00:31.72] Fuck, he act like he was tested
[00:32.92] Dude, you and your bitch
[00:34.18] Just like Bruce Wayne parents, pop you then shatter her necklace
[00:36.67] I'm sneaky as fuck, don't leave your piece in the truck
[00:38.84] Both them bitches is in my possession
[00:40.56] I don't put a muzzle on a nigga that talk too much
[00:42.85] Shit get hit with suppression
[00:44.24] Since I started blowing up, they say it's for me
[00:46.30] Now all of a sudden I'm destined
[00:47.86] Spare my doubt for all your need
[00:49.51] For a long ass time you ain't learn your lesson
[00:51.67] Worried about what I got, not what I could give
[00:53.83] Fucked around and missed your blessing
[00:55.28] Westside hoe, keep naggin' me about shoes
[00:57.41] She got a Bottega, a session
[00:58.94] That engineer that lied to me about work gettin' robbed when I walked in the session
[01:02.62] It's just me and somethin' that only shoot threes
[01:04.82] I guess I can say I'm with Stephy
[01:06.37] I only lace my boots for a nigga who was always there when I first started steppin'
[01:09.97] Soon as I popped the hood of this Tesla
[01:12.65] Just know I got levels
[01:14.01] And as soon as I park this school bus
[01:15.88] Fine shit go hand me a beverage
[01:17.52] Every hoe I wanna hit
[01:18.59] I already did it
[01:19.43] Go ahead and cross them out the checklist
[01:21.12] Bitches who fuckin' or not
[01:22.37] I don't wanna talk
[01:23.19] Don't care about what you had for breakfast
[01:24.70] Kickin' this hoe out the spot
[01:25.81] She got under my skin
[01:26.92] And now it's time to call a Lexus
[01:28.72] No LZ commercial
[01:29.50] Didn't drink blood too bad
[01:30.79] One time that we was in Texas
[01:32.26] You keep callin' my phone and don't pick up
[01:34.36] You better off sendin' a message
[01:36.24] I wonder what six go say on this next song damn, the fans so restless
[01:39.81] I'm signing the deal and I'm still thuggin' but damn I don't look like Jeffrey
[01:43.17]
[00:09.62] Bitches, you dumb?
[00:16.73] It's six, don't call me seven
[00:18.34] I hate light-skinned hoes
[00:19.54] They too disrespectful
[00:20.51] I spit on the bitch in the second
[00:22.06] I sent your brother to hell
[00:23.38] He lived through my blunts
[00:24.36] You thought he made it to heaven
[00:25.59] He dead, got hit in the head
[00:27.17] Make him look a lot like Drake
[00:28.45] You thought he was rich, but shh
[00:29.48] I don't do the old school pipes
[00:30.54] This pistol mechanical
[00:31.72] Fuck, he act like he was tested
[00:32.92] Dude, you and your bitch
[00:34.18] Just like Bruce Wayne parents, pop you then shatter her necklace
[00:36.67] I'm sneaky as fuck, don't leave your piece in the truck
[00:38.84] Both them bitches is in my possession
[00:40.56] I don't put a muzzle on a nigga that talk too much
[00:42.85] Shit get hit with suppression
[00:44.24] Since I started blowing up, they say it's for me
[00:46.30] Now all of a sudden I'm destined
[00:47.86] Spare my doubt for all your need
[00:49.51] For a long ass time you ain't learn your lesson
[00:51.67] Worried about what I got, not what I could give
[00:53.83] Fucked around and missed your blessing
[00:55.28] Westside hoe, keep naggin' me about shoes
[00:57.41] She got a Bottega, a session
[00:58.94] That engineer that lied to me about work gettin' robbed when I walked in the session
[01:02.62] It's just me and somethin' that only shoot threes
[01:04.82] I guess I can say I'm with Stephy
[01:06.37] I only lace my boots for a nigga who was always there when I first started steppin'
[01:09.97] Soon as I popped the hood of this Tesla
[01:12.65] Just know I got levels
[01:14.01] And as soon as I park this school bus
[01:15.88] Fine shit go hand me a beverage
[01:17.52] Every hoe I wanna hit
[01:18.59] I already did it
[01:19.43] Go ahead and cross them out the checklist
[01:21.12] Bitches who fuckin' or not
[01:22.37] I don't wanna talk
[01:23.19] Don't care about what you had for breakfast
[01:24.70] Kickin' this hoe out the spot
[01:25.81] She got under my skin
[01:26.92] And now it's time to call a Lexus
[01:28.72] No LZ commercial
[01:29.50] Didn't drink blood too bad
[01:30.79] One time that we was in Texas
[01:32.26] You keep callin' my phone and don't pick up
[01:34.36] You better off sendin' a message
[01:36.24] I wonder what six go say on this next song damn, the fans so restless
[01:39.81] I'm signing the deal and I'm still thuggin' but damn I don't look like Jeffrey
[01:43.17]