6 Months

[Intro: Foogiano]

You know what I'm sayin', you hear them bitches playin' that "SoIcyBoyz", nigga

Know big 'Wop leave 'em fucked (Brrt)

[Chorus: Foogiano]

Ho, I pop a Perc', I'm about my six blunts (Ha, 'za)

Got rich in six months, it's the Mayor

I give you that work and I'ma go for it (What, what?)

I'll never punt 'cause I'm a player (Nah)

Young nigga be actin', but I ain't never cappin' (Nah, ho)

I'm the realest and I stand on it

Them choppers be clappin' (Grrt), and I'm with Chopper Gang

Pussy, we'll drop the band on 'em

[Post-Chorus: Foogiano]

I unwrap the package (Ho), yeah, I've been trappin-trappin' (Ho)

Yeah, since I was a young nigga (Ho, what?)

You know I'ma tax 'em (What?), and I ain't ever lackin'

Nigga, know I got the drum with me

'Wop told me to flip him, I gave him two to the head (Ho)

Onе to the chest, he gonе (Boom, boom, boom)

Dumb-ass nigga (Dumb), yeah, I told that pussy nigga (Huh, yeah)

I'd never make a song (Ho)

[Verse 1: Foogiano]

But we get 'em gone, just by the low (Huh?)

'Fore the fame, I was fuckin' them hoes (Huh, Foo, Foo, what?)

I was robbin' all them boys with the blow

And if he broke, I left his ass on the floor (Boom)

Nah, I ain't no rookie, yeah, that's for sure (Huh?)

Check the charts, I'm top five on the score (Five)

Me and Shiesty, nigga, we on a roll

SoIcyBoyz, we like Fantastic Four (Ice, ice, ice)

I keep a Glock, I stay on the block

I call 'Wop, I promise body gon' drop (Boom, boom, boom)

Got more money than me? You need to stop (Ice)

Got so many racks, can go by the lot (Racks)

I point the Glock and, nigga, you see the dot (Boom)

And if I pull it, then your body gon' flop (Huh?)

You should've died, I heard that you was a cop (Died)

Had to put that dumb-ass nigga on FOX (Brrt, bah, bah)

[Chorus: Foogiano]

Ho, I pop a Perc' (Ha, Perc'), I'm on my sixth blunt (What?)

Got rich in six months, it's the Mayor

I give you that work and I'ma go for it (What, what?)

I'll never punt 'cause I'm a player (Ho)

Young nigga be actin', but I ain't never cappin' (Ho)

I'm the realest and I stand on it

Them choppers be clappin', and I'm with Chopper Gang

Pussy, we'll drop the band on 'em (Grrah, grrah, grrah)

[Post-Chorus: Foogiano & Pooh Shiesty]

I unwrap the package (Ho), yeah, I've been trappin-trappin' (Trap)

Yeah, since I was a young nigga

You know I'ma tax 'em (Blrrrd), and I ain't ever lackin'

Nigga, know I got the drum with me (Grrt, grrt)

'Wop told me to flip him, I gave him two to the head (Ayy, yeah)

One to the chest, he gone (Boom, boom, boom, he gone)

Dumb-ass nigga, yeah, I told that pussy nigga (Blrrrd)

I'd never make a song (Ayy, Big Blrrrd)

[Verse 2: Pooh Shiesty]

Bitch, I'm a snake (Snake), the move gon' slime you out (Slatt)

Then hit your ass with the Drac' (Slatt, grrt)

Crossin' tape, we gon' leave a man down (Mans blown)

When I pull up and bake the cake (I bake the cake)

Now, it's safe to say, hundred racks ain't shit

Hit for ninety-five in one day (Nine on one day)

High speed chase in the Dodge SRT (Skrrt)

Had to do the dash in the Wraith (Skrrt, skrrt, brr)

Bitch, I mean business, stand on what I say (I say)

Took off with rappin' but still love to slay (I'm slayin')

Shot a video Wednesday and an opp Sunday (Sunday)

Foo want you dead, I'ma tell him "Okay" (It's good)

Chop your ass up like a high-top fade (The chop)

Gotta hold that gun, now I want some grenades (Blrrrd)

Rockin' shade with the cam on, bitch, we play (Blrrrd, blrrrd, Big Blrrrd)

We just cop two and then, shit, we play (Blrrrd, Big Blrrrd)

[Chorus: Foogiano]

Ho, I pop a Perc', I'm about my six blunts (Ha, ho, what?)

Got rich in six months, it's the Mayor (Huh)

I give you that work and I'ma go for it (What, what?)

I'll never punt 'cause I'm a player (Ho)

Young nigga be actin' but I ain't never cappin' (Actin')

I'm the realest and I stand on it (Foo)

Them choppers be clappin' and I'm with Chopper Gang

Pussy, we'll drop the band on 'em (Grrah, grrah, grrah)

[Post-Chorus: Foogiano]

I unwrap the package (Ho), yeah, I've been trappin-trappin' (Trap)

Yeah, since I was a young nigga

You know I'ma tax 'em (Huh?), and I ain't ever lackin'

Nigga, know I got the drum with me (Grrt, grrt)

'Wop told me to flip him, I gave him two to the head (Ho)

One to the chest, he gone (Boom, boom, boom)

Dumb-ass nigga (Ho), yeah, I told that pussy nigga

I'd never make a song (Ho)