Nasir - SIX BRIX, USA Lyrics

My hoes change like they clothes change, I blame they periods
I think that I'm done, with the bitch? I'm delirious
I put on my socks, then load my wallet, if you curious
This bitch got no heart, that's why I don't, f*ck Aquarius
My bitches think they shy, 'till I **** 'em like they mine
My fans call me fine when I put my hair up in that tie
If we stand on business nigga, we not seeing eye to eye, c'mon
My fridge ain't got no food in there but damn, a nigga fly
Wipe my ass, with yo' check, gang I shouldn't even shake yo' hand
3 phones pokin' out my pocket, she thought I'm a ladies man
I'm aggressive 'bout my time, want some shine? Then pay ahead
Put my bitch in Louis V, her friends like you a Raider's fan?
Man my new bitch text back slow as f*ck but got here with the quickness
Don't worry what's in that cup lil' boy, we pushing Planet Fitness
I'm really working 3 jobs, been up 2 days, still don't feel it
That nigga only still here cause the ring cam would've witnessed
I'm mad I seen her naked 'cause on insta it was fatter
Nigga of course I saw ya DMs, I can't push no shitty rappers
Yo this college ho keep lyin', AKA that bitch a capper
My prayers is to whoever gon' see Sprazy and try to yap him
She said she gotta partner, I'ma f*ck and get more details
Was buying 'preme in '17 but now I shop for resale
Kaida gotta see me every night or she can't sleep well
You post yo' mans before his ass got dropped, we call that presale

F*ck yeah,
Shit yeah,
Hell yeah,
Met her at the show, she wanna sniff my gentalia,
Actin' like a ho, I'm sorry that the system failed ya,
I'ma Brix nigga, I'ma be like this forever
F*ck yeah
Shit yeah
Hell yeah
Sprazy, where you get that f*ckin' belt from, I can't tell ya
Nigga, my cologne won't make you me bro, I can smell ya
From the Brix bae I'ma be this shit forever

Pipe that down I'm tryna sleep out the Marriott
I do my dance in that fatty like I'm Terrio
Gang who you think the real crash cause I'll embarrass 'em
Neck so glitter in the pixies, shit like fairy dust
I,
Told them 'nati boys y'all come get lit with us
We built this shit in one damn summer boy I move like Phineas
They think I'm sweet? Shit I can pull out all the stops like city bus
These niggas lyin' on my name, don't trip I'll get that kitty touched
Don't trip I make 'bout 50, huh
I love my team, no Diddy, huh
She asked "bae what you need from me?"
I said "Sit there real pretty," huh
They ask 'bout that man, his bitch, his shit, gang I really don't give a f*ck
If you ain't fam up out the lab, this space like area 51 (Bitch)

F*ck yeah
Shit yeah
Hell yeah
Met her at the show, she wanna sniff my gentalia
Actin' like a ho, I'm sorry that the system failed ya
I'ma Brix nigga, I'ma be like this forever
F*ck yeah
Shit yeah
Hell yeah
Sprazy, where you get that f*ckin' belt from, I can't tell ya
Nigga, my cologne won't make you me bro, I can smell ya
From the Brix bae I'ma be this shit forever