Hub City King Boys - VI (feat KingATF & Fashodie) Lyrics

(Hot like a furnace, my niggas gon' burn ya, aye)

They say that I'm different, I know that
This Ruger gon' blow, I'm gon' show that
Like history books how I spit facts
Katana on me, I wear all black
If niggas shoot first I'm gon' bust back
I swear to god all I do is count racks
Man your pockets look flat
My nigga we hop on a beat and we killin' shit
Popping a pill and I'm feel it bitch
Nigga so drunk I can barely walk
Nigga so faded, can barely talk
Nigga can't even get on my level
Nigga I already beat the game
Swear to god putting these niggas to shame
You cannot hang, you is lame, uh

Six! Six! Six!
Committing them rituals
So high I have visuals
Pussy so wet I get baptized
I see through your fake ass disguise
I see through all of your lies
You cannot run, cannot hide, aye

Don't wanna f*ck with us
Bitch I'm going dumb as f*ck, dumb as f*ck
Turn this up
I don't need the luck, need the luck
You need to suck it up
You know how it goes, no need to take it slow
Whip it, yo
I'm in the driver's seat, it's time to take control
"Maybe you should just put a little something different in it
I don't really like what you said, wait a f*cking minute"
Shut the f*ck up bitch, I don't really give a shit
"It's just a little hard can't hear what you're saying in it
Maybe tone it down, you can't really be staying with it"
I'm the f*cking future bitch, get with the shit, aye

Six! Six! Six!
Let this coffin burn to ashes
Imma rule the f*cking masses
Time to get this goddamn cabbage
Knock it out, just Everlast it
Ricky Bobby, going fast bitch
Macho man like Randy Savage

(What the hell is even that?)