Yo six God more like the 6th fraud
Droppin' this new album sayin
This one's for all my dogs
October 6th released at 6 o'clock
In the city of the six
416-647-289 city's mine
To listen to that new album
I'd have to be drunk off a fifth
I don't understand
Why would anyone pay their heart and money
Just to watch me get drunk and talk shit
But thank me later yo it's funny
Like Caleb Williams
You painted your fingernails
Palmin' baby's head with those virtue signaling nails
Hopin' that it sells
Got barred up like prison
Like buried in a coffin
That's from all those K-Dot hammerin' nails
Not feelin' euphoric these days
Oh now do tell
Devil music imagery
That outlet really sells
Six-colored hair ties
The man dem watch and despise
Sell a soul to the industry
You never had
We're not surprised
Your sick dedication to the number six
Larry Johnson school you on that numerology
So quick we'll see you talk about these girls
As one of the guys
Wishin' that you were bi
Rewind that line
Not gonna lie
But goin' after these young'uns is slime
I guess that alphabet mafia
Has gotten to your crodie
They runnin' your city
Block chest puffed out
Losin' your grip bodie
Many rappers are called
Fewer chosen
Bandwagon fan code
Switchin' game is mid
Similar to deRozen
Trophies didn't show up
Till you left
That catalog's been overplayed
To death like Frozen
Let's see what you have left
Wishin' that Adonis
And you have a strong bond
A good father's better than
Givin' the people of Toronto
You're such a long con
So long you con
Yeah six God
Now you the six fraud
Droppin' this new album sayin
This one's for all my dogs
October 6th
Released at 6 o'clock
In the city of the six
416-647-289
City's mine
To listen to that new album
I'd have to be drunk
Off a fifth there goes a shine
I don't understand
Why would anyone
Pay their heart and money
Just to watch me get drunk
And talk shit but thank me later
I mean it's funny
I mean it's funny
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Yo six God more like the 6th fraud
Droppin' this new album sayin
This one's for all my dogs
October 6th released at 6 o'clock
In the city of the six
416-647-289 city's mine
To listen to that new album
I'd have to be drunk off a fifth
I don't understand
Why would anyone pay their heart and money
Just to watch me get drunk and talk shit
But thank me later yo it's funny
Like Caleb Williams
You painted your fingernails
Palmin' baby's head with those virtue signaling nails
Hopin' that it sells
Got barred up like prison
Like buried in a coffin
That's from all those K-Dot hammerin' nails
Not feelin' euphoric these days
Oh now do tell
Devil music imagery
That outlet really sells
Six-colored hair ties
The man dem watch and despise
Sell a soul to the industry
You never had
We're not surprised
Your sick dedication to the number six
Larry Johnson school you on that numerology
So quick we'll see you talk about these girls
As one of the guys
Wishin' that you were bi
Rewind that line
Not gonna lie
But goin' after these young'uns is slime
I guess that alphabet mafia
Has gotten to your crodie
They runnin' your city
Block chest puffed out
Losin' your grip bodie
Many rappers are called
Fewer chosen
Bandwagon fan code
Switchin' game is mid
Similar to deRozen
Trophies didn't show up
Till you left
That catalog's been overplayed
To death like Frozen
Let's see what you have left
Wishin' that Adonis
And you have a strong bond
A good father's better than
Givin' the people of Toronto
You're such a long con
So long you con
Yeah six God
Now you the six fraud
Droppin' this new album sayin
This one's for all my dogs
October 6th
Released at 6 o'clock
In the city of the six
416-647-289
City's mine
To listen to that new album
I'd have to be drunk
Off a fifth there goes a shine
I don't understand
Why would anyone
Pay their heart and money
Just to watch me get drunk
And talk shit but thank me later
I mean it's funny
I mean it's funny
Droppin' this new album sayin
This one's for all my dogs
October 6th released at 6 o'clock
In the city of the six
416-647-289 city's mine
To listen to that new album
I'd have to be drunk off a fifth
I don't understand
Why would anyone pay their heart and money
Just to watch me get drunk and talk shit
But thank me later yo it's funny
Like Caleb Williams
You painted your fingernails
Palmin' baby's head with those virtue signaling nails
Hopin' that it sells
Got barred up like prison
Like buried in a coffin
That's from all those K-Dot hammerin' nails
Not feelin' euphoric these days
Oh now do tell
Devil music imagery
That outlet really sells
Six-colored hair ties
The man dem watch and despise
Sell a soul to the industry
You never had
We're not surprised
Your sick dedication to the number six
Larry Johnson school you on that numerology
So quick we'll see you talk about these girls
As one of the guys
Wishin' that you were bi
Rewind that line
Not gonna lie
But goin' after these young'uns is slime
I guess that alphabet mafia
Has gotten to your crodie
They runnin' your city
Block chest puffed out
Losin' your grip bodie
Many rappers are called
Fewer chosen
Bandwagon fan code
Switchin' game is mid
Similar to deRozen
Trophies didn't show up
Till you left
That catalog's been overplayed
To death like Frozen
Let's see what you have left
Wishin' that Adonis
And you have a strong bond
A good father's better than
Givin' the people of Toronto
You're such a long con
So long you con
Yeah six God
Now you the six fraud
Droppin' this new album sayin
This one's for all my dogs
October 6th
Released at 6 o'clock
In the city of the six
416-647-289
City's mine
To listen to that new album
I'd have to be drunk
Off a fifth there goes a shine
I don't understand
Why would anyone
Pay their heart and money
Just to watch me get drunk
And talk shit but thank me later
I mean it's funny
I mean it's funny
Writer: Derryck Birch
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