Rightful Disciple - 6ix Packs (feat. OG King Lucie) Lyrics

I'm a business man so mind ya business man I'm in this
Baggin bitches I got paper, plastic, ask ya misses
Flexin on em like I'm Popeye off a can of spinach
6 packs, I was trappin' out the planet fitness
Get yo weight up
Do yo thang and never wait up
Haters hate it's okay it's part of nature
Ballin on a bitch lay up lay up lay up lay up, lay up
Money, power, fame runnin' thru my veins yeah, yeah

Do ya thang where you came from
Never change up
With a mission hit the stages
Ditch the laser
What's your vision?
What's your major?
Get the paper
With precision
Spit equator
I'm their favorite
Different city
Live in danger
Fry a hater
With the bliccy
Split potatoes
Time to flavor
Blasting heat like devils
With the features of an angel
I'm the master, chief
I give my feature game a halo
Bitch I'm Plato
I'm always armed don't wrist that
I got a bangle round her
Cuz she only with big cats
Poser tried to copy too sloppy
You know I spit facts
I imprint on her body
And break her down like a kit kat

I'm a business man so mind ya business man I'm in this
Baggin bitches I got paper, plastic, ask ya misses
Flexin on em like I'm Popeye off a can of spinach
6 packs, I was trappin' out the planet fitness
Get yo weight up
Do yo thang and never wait up
Haters hate it's okay it's part of nature
Ballin on a bitch lay up lay up lay up lay up lay up
Money, power, fame runnin' thru my veins yeah, yeah

Ya, I got em looking sick like that Ebola virus
Catch a coffin 2 cups I'm sipping cold and sinus
She want a dream but too afraid to close her eyelids
Pop a lil xan now she feel like Noah Cyrus
That's alright
Who am I to question?
If this life a blessing or if my perception
In the right direction
Verse for verse every line is like a Bible lesson
From the 9-7-3 team reppin'
Even got the bench pressin', yea
Probably wonder how ya boy got Kobe Bryant numbers
We got runners in the paint look like some tribal hunters
Hit the block and flip the rock that they be hiding under
Ya, I'm live in color
It's the king and plus Disciple's brother

I'm a business man so mind ya business man I'm in this
Baggin bitches I got paper, plastic, ask ya misses
Flexin on em like I'm Popeye off a can of spinach
6 packs, I was trappin' out the planet fitness
Get yo weight up
Do yo thang and never wait up
Haters hate it's okay it's part of nature
Ballin on a bitch lay up lay up lay up lay up lay up
Money, power, fame runnin' thru my veins yeah, yeah