6 Below
Title | 6 Below |
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Artist | Haf n’ haf & Lincoln Woods |
Album | Haf Pack of Woods |
Release Date | 2018-07-15 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Verse: Haf n' haf] Now now, I ain't with that fake stuff Soundcloud links, treatin' ink like its makeup All they wanna talk about is substrance abuse Funny how there ain't no fuckin' substance in you Yah yah yah yah, xan this, xan that That ain't soul food, no dude, its canned rap Feel it in your chest when I'm spittin', Zantac Feel the most blessed when they dig it, Sandslash Stand back, all you hacks got me pissed off They don't wanna waltz with the boss, call me Christoph Y'all know y'all flows hardly hip hop I'm all soul, all soul, call me flip flop Never stepped on, just forever slept on One friend from high school left, now the rest gone Bless 'em with the best songs, why you actin' deaf y'all..? Shit, probably never loved the kid, youz a stepmom S'all gravy doe, I never felt relatable Half black sheep, my expertise is undebatable (Owww) Used to wonder why the fuck they hatin' for Now I just ignore 'em since performances are paid in full I ain't worship money but its lovely when I get it For the type of shit I'm writin' while you likin' stuff on Reddit You: upvotin', me: uploadin' Some brand new heat from me and Tay Foden We remain focused and maybe you ain't notice But we buzzin' in the city like 68 locusts Speakin' bout bugs, no love from promoters Yeah most are opportunists, all they wanna do is loot us, damn [Hook: byi] So you wanna be known..? Have 'em singin' your songs..? Hope you ready for snow Cuz my city is cold, my city is cold So you wanna be known..? Have 'em singin' your songs..? Hope you ready for snow Cuz my city is cold, my city is cold, my my [Verse 2: Lincoln Woods] I'm Kobain, double barrel with the Balvenie I might blow ya mind mixing drinks on the balcony Alchemy, birds on my arm like some falconry Disarmin the valkyries, I'm calm, I'm about to be I serve the crudite with the cabernet Babygirl don't like the red, I got the chardonnay She approached me kinda sly like "Pardon Tay You looking like a modern day how you say" Fucking legend in the game, that's how you say it Don't make cheddar I souffle it Play the trump card, double my cheques they toupee it But.. they tried to cut me off like the middle man So I took they head off with the ceilin' fan Conceal it fam, sippin scotch wit a rack of lamb Cuz I'm nice with the chops, Jackie Chan Chris Tucker fam, I'm in the Keys eatin' shrimp with the Yucatan I'm a lucky man, cuz the world is my oyster and I'm fuckin' clams You might also like[Hook: byi] So you wanna be known..? Have 'em singin' your songs..? Hope you ready for snow Cuz my city is cold, my city is cold So you wanna be known..? Have 'em singin' your songs..? Hope you ready for snow Cuz my city is cold, my city is cold, my my [Outro: byi] So you wanna be known..? Have 'em singin' your songs..? Hope you ready for snow Cuz my city is cold, my city is cold, my my |