Kumazis - If Six Was Nine

Old head bitch, Tryna join on the major league
Old head bitch, Tryna join on the major league
Got shorty trying to join my team
Got shorty trying to fuck with me
Tryna tell shorty don't tweak

I turn the six to a nine though (I turn the six to a nine)
Tryna tell shorty don't hit my line though
Said he was P, but he gone crash on hoes (crash out crash out)
I'm tryna get rich, tryna stack and ghost (ghost)

I been considered a demon, a pussy fanatic
Niggas trying to change on the boy, hell nah shit tragic (shit get tragic, yeah)
Pass my guy Addey the cup, the boy got to have it (yeah, yeah)
I can't stop chasing a bag, this shit is a habit
Boy talk too much shit, go sit on the bench
Before I send my guys outsidе with that wrench
Black on black, on black, on black, on black, on black
I still rock Ricks, filling my cup with the mud
Sip that shit, no sensе
I'm tryna put out a hit
Pay your momma's rent
Put out a hit
Shoot out the house your momma's in
Label done cut me a deal, shit look promising
Niggas still thinking they rich, label only cut like 5 percent
Phone on DND, hoe trying to link me still
I turn to a bad guy, I ain't tryna pop no pill
He still on the ave, guy, I'm trying to make me a million
Shorty know I'm a bad guy, I don't give a fuck what you feel
I turn the six to a nine though
Tryna tell shorty don't hit my line though
Said he was P, but he gone crash on hoes
I'm tryna get rich, tryna stack and ghost
I turn the six to a nine though
Tryna tell shorty don't hit my line though
Said he was P, but he gone crash on hoes
I'm tryna get rich, tryna stack and ghost