Six
Y'all ain't heard that in a second, huh?
All them phones still activated, let's go
They said Tony with the Cybertruck
He hit the switch and light it up
Tony told her stay home if the nana wasn't tight enough
Tony left the barbershop, his lineup like geometry
Spray on that Fueguia, it was made in 1833
What's ya mama maiden name, ya addy, and ya D-O-B
No call, no text, old hoes get the C and D
When I get this haircut, my heart chakra flares up
I'm talking elevation, niggas gotta take the stairs up
I'm 'bout to cop the winery with streaming bread
Chenin blanc tannic oranges that got some legs
Couple reds on the teak wood spread, we eat good bread
Like focaccia and lobiani
Everything that I got was born from a fresh shapeup
When that barber lift that cape up and I hop outta that chair
Hit the duster on my back, oil sheen in the air
I know the world is mine, shit it happen e'rytime
Shit
