MadeinTYO and UnotheActivist - 6 Rings

(K Swisha)
What you doing? Hey

I mix the Stussy with designer
Cdg baby don't comma
Watching Futurama with your momma
Couldn't wait to make it rain, to be honest
Hopped in my bag, yeah it's like a Birkin (ooh)
Top off, yeah, yeah I got em' hurting
Yeah she thick as fuck, ooh, yeah she bussin' (skrrt)
Don't sip the lean, yeah, but it's slow, we fucking
Rock the ACG, yeah, with the dassy
R.s.v.p., yeah, got the line deep
No location baby, yeah, can't find me
Fat Tiger swag, yeah, I got them O.G.'s

When I'm in Chicago, rocking six rings
When I'm in Atlanta, eating chicken wings (skrrt)
I'm up in Follies for the day shift
Baby, quit your job, they don't pay shit (ooh)
When I'm in Chicago, rocking six rings
When I'm in Atlanta, eating chicken wings (skrrt, skrrt)
I'm up in Follies for the day shift (uh, uh)
Baby, quit your job, they don't pay shit (skrrt)

Your ex nigga showed no gratitude (no)
I can change the style, change the latitude (fo' sho)
Yeah, I wanna' fuck with you but change your attitude (please)
Yeah, you put that shit on first and now they all matching you
Said don't try me cause' my young niggas run in your household
I'm guns blazing like Rambo
Young nigga just got off for manslaughter
He'll never ever run out of ammo
I can't protect you, girl (yeah)
No laces, I'm 'bout shoes
We take trips across the world
I got that bih first time with that sick and that hurl
Take her somewhere in France like get your flicks in, girl
We dancing in moonlight, she had Chane-ne pearls
Me, I got a Hellstar fit on (bih)

When I'm in Chicago, rocking six rings
When I'm in Atlanta, eating chicken wings (skrrt)
I'm up in Follies for the day shift
Baby, quit your job, they don't pay shit (ooh)
When I'm in Chicago, rocking six rings
When I'm in Atlanta, eating chicken wings (skrrt, skrrt)
I'm up in Follies for the day shift (uh, uh)
Baby, quit your job, they don't pay shit, uh (skrrt)

You should loosen up, you my favorite
He was talking shit, don't save him (sauce)
Talk behind your back, then they switch it up (skrrt, skrrt)
That's your own dawg, you shouldn't switch it up (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I was in Paris when you FaceTimed me (ooh)
Feel like 05' in these Nigo Bape jeans
I was in Tokyo rocking Ice Cream's (skrrt, skrrt)
What's that smell? When I spark my green
Wanna buy rings for the whole damn team (ooh)
Feel like Lil Wayne, ice chain, bling-bling

Written by:
Malcolm Jamaal Davis, Troy Vashon Donte Lane

Publisher:
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