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Sixsona - Sick Sona Lyrics



Sixsona - Sick Sona Lyrics




Drunk off her ex and some Benadryl
Told me just to keep on grinding soon, Sona you touch a mill
Never had no problems, y'all can't even pay my phone bill
I'm the greatest now, killstreak like im on a streak of kills
S-I-X-S-O-N-A, Sixsona
S-I-X
Might change my name to you so sick, Sona
Told them bring that bag to me, cause you know that I want one
Two white cups and I got that drink, yeah, I'm not Drake, but yeah, I'm on one
Yeah, she lit, yeah, she lit, oh, she on some

Told them bring that .223 and .556 to blow some Call that lil' ho a nugget, cause she got no arms Sona, making heat, get out the building, it's a fire alarm

Like a magic wand
Shout out to my grandma, yeah, she paid my motherf*ckin' bond
Nigga, copy everything I do like you my f*ckin' son
In my head like I can never lose, cause I already won
And I been havin' fun, nigga wanna try me like a bitch, like I don't stand on none
I ain't even gon' hold my tongue no more, I'm just gon' say my stuff
Thought I was doin' straight, but then I realized I was f*ckin' up

Drunk off her ex and some Benadryl
Told me just to keep on grinding soon, Sona you touch a mill
Never had no problems, y'all can't even pay my phone bill
I'm the greatest now, killstreak like im on a streak of kills
S-I-X-S-O-N-A, Sixsona
S-I-X
Might change my name to you so sick, Sona
Told them bring that bag to me, cause you know that I want one
Two white cups and I got that drink, yeah, I'm not Drake, but yeah, I'm on one
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Drunk off her ex and some Benadryl
Told me just to keep on grinding soon, Sona you touch a mill
Never had no problems, y'all can't even pay my phone bill
I'm the greatest now, killstreak like im on a streak of kills
S-I-X-S-O-N-A, Sixsona
S-I-X
Might change my name to you so sick, Sona
Told them bring that bag to me, cause you know that I want one
Two white cups and I got that drink, yeah, I'm not Drake, but yeah, I'm on one
Yeah, she lit, yeah, she lit, oh, she on some

Told them bring that .223 and .556 to blow some Call that lil' ho a nugget, cause she got no arms Sona, making heat, get out the building, it's a fire alarm

Like a magic wand
Shout out to my grandma, yeah, she paid my motherf*ckin' bond
Nigga, copy everything I do like you my f*ckin' son
In my head like I can never lose, cause I already won
And I been havin' fun, nigga wanna try me like a bitch, like I don't stand on none
I ain't even gon' hold my tongue no more, I'm just gon' say my stuff
Thought I was doin' straight, but then I realized I was f*ckin' up

Drunk off her ex and some Benadryl
Told me just to keep on grinding soon, Sona you touch a mill
Never had no problems, y'all can't even pay my phone bill
I'm the greatest now, killstreak like im on a streak of kills
S-I-X-S-O-N-A, Sixsona
S-I-X
Might change my name to you so sick, Sona
Told them bring that bag to me, cause you know that I want one
Two white cups and I got that drink, yeah, I'm not Drake, but yeah, I'm on one
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Writer: yujay sharpe
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Written by: yujay sharpe

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