6ix - GOLD GRILLE lyrics

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6ix - GOLD GRILLE lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1:BVSED CHEF] Midnight Phantom word to Kim K Confusing me for jesus I ain't Kanye Local God k**in' them Ali Bomaye My dreams, Im fulfillin' them Get it straight like Im a vertabrae Running circles like your life is on replay Hurricane wrist like Im sandy Whippin' in the kitchen cooking candy RKO im randy 6 stacks on my feet Paying me 6 stacks for a feat Gon' get it, it's quite sleek bu*terscotch chain on my teeth Got a brazillion bootys on me Can't f** with your girl she got the cooties Yo grave RIP My grave VIP Pinky the color of unhealthy pee A lot famous I might be My girl a dime, Yo girl a nickel Got so many chains Im a bicycle Neon pizza on my neck 50 thousand floaties on the boat deck I jumped out the jihad 550 Versace Heavyweight you dont wanna fight me My socks are lookin real icy Everybody know im getting checks like Im nike Shouts out to the Based God Junk Bunk thats the whole squad Im the best it was an election fraud Zoomin out the locust pod My flow icy Its very cold All I see is gold [Verse 2:BVSED CHEF] Money is what i sweat Look at me wrong youre gonna be in debt Flyin' to antarctica in my drop top private jet Catchin the girls in a drift net On the come up yes im a threat Takin' selfies like no other Out here thuggin with my brotha Shootin 3s Harriet Tubman i'll set you free Had to delay cause i wasn't Done Playing Banana Clips is what im spraying Sittin' on my nest Im versace egg layin' Cologne collection worth all of France Im telling you in advance Know what it is, this is your last chance