big 6 x big 59 - philthy rich lyrics
[verse 1: icewear vezzo]
where that glocky? where that chop?
hit his face and hit the block
we gon’ wipe that n*gga nose, f*ck the jake and f*ck the opps
dirty soda, where that wok?
i put dukies in my popp
clean him up, i need a mop
b*tch, i’m the sh*t, just like my pops
got a roley, got a [?]
got an ap, got a skelly
weigh it up, don’t need a scaily
i make bail, and then i’m bailing
left the feds on parole, i got [?] for [?]
and got all them water pillies, 40 pointers in my bezzle
f*ck your n*gga, we wack hoes, [?]
he got k!lled because he told, i got rich all on my own
i sold dope and i took hits
you think it’s cap, just hit my phone
in the [?] with big bro, with the crips all in the [?]
there’s a problem, drop your addy, b*tch, we marching like [?]
20 chains,, i’m icy
[?] sh*t down just like i’m [?]
yeah, n*ggas know my name, from the feds and back to [?]
[?] clap your ass like lightning, 223’s, just like i’m [?]
look
[verse 2: philthy rich]
80 thou that golden sun, no stainless steal, this a [?]
broke n*gga copped the oldest one, b*tch tryna cop more than one
[?] 6, big 59, broke n*ggas sick, covid 59
pressing opps at [?] time, might call a b*tch when i find time
[?]
[?] this a chandelier on my left wrist
fast money, ghetto boy, b*tch, i’m a dope boy, getting iced up
best dressed up in high school, and i still ain’t [?]
a lotta vv’s, a lotta gg’s
i don’t pillow talk, and i don’t [?]
got a bad b*tch, look like riri
n*gga, she don’t wear no bb
[?] my backwood, got [?] on in my black [?]
i’m still on, ’cause i stack good
[?] cause the ac good
detroit n*ggas get money, like an east oakland n*gga get money
when i finally touched 50 thou, i prayed to god for me to touch a hundred
probably heard i’m a ho n*gga, from a ho n*gga, i don’t know, n*gga
stuffed d*ck in your main ho, telling her double back for some more, n*gga
it’s philthy
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