6 Figure Man Rawood (Ft. Rio Da Yung OG)
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[Intro: Rawood]
Ay, ay, ay, ay (Ay)
[Chorus: Rawood]
Man, I ran a hunnid G's up in six months
Yeah, I smoked a lot of weed, yeah, I'm off like six blunts
He can keep talkin' that shit and get his shit stumped
I'ma keep pushin' 'til ice on my wristwatch (Ice)
23, I ran up six figures, when I pull up to the scene
They be like "Damn, who is he?"
Hopped up in my man's whip, like "Who's damn bro is this?"
I'm about a whole load, and it cost six figures
[Verse 1: Rawood]
Hop up in a spaceship, and I'm off to the moon
When I smokin' on the dope, I steady be in my zone
With the sex on rodeo, five-hunnid on cologne
Bet the smell let his eyes cover it, 'cause it's strong (Ay)
Bet the packs come from Cali' and it's flown, not grown
But I'm posted in Detroit, 'cause you know that it's my home
Posted with my baby Ray, but ain't shit sweet (Nah)
Pay attention what I'm sayin', but don't turn into a geek (Nerd)
I be in the streets, turn a hunnid to a G (Ay)
I'ma do that ten times, fuck around and buy a Jeep
You know the money don't sleep, but my baby, I don't need her
Sent the money for the package, I can't wait to receive it
My homies all got dawg shit
A line of chalk, cross and leave, and leak him like a faucet
We really live it, bitch, you just talkin'
Say you gettin' money, but shit, I can't call it
Ay, ay, ay, ay (Ay)
[Chorus: Rawood]
Man, I ran a hunnid G's up in six months
Yeah, I smoked a lot of weed, yeah, I'm off like six blunts
He can keep talkin' that shit and get his shit stumped
I'ma keep pushin' 'til ice on my wristwatch (Ice)
23, I ran up six figures, when I pull up to the scene
They be like "Damn, who is he?"
Hopped up in my man's whip, like "Who's damn bro is this?"
I'm about a whole load, and it cost six figures
[Verse 1: Rawood]
Hop up in a spaceship, and I'm off to the moon
When I smokin' on the dope, I steady be in my zone
With the sex on rodeo, five-hunnid on cologne
Bet the smell let his eyes cover it, 'cause it's strong (Ay)
Bet the packs come from Cali' and it's flown, not grown
But I'm posted in Detroit, 'cause you know that it's my home
Posted with my baby Ray, but ain't shit sweet (Nah)
Pay attention what I'm sayin', but don't turn into a geek (Nerd)
I be in the streets, turn a hunnid to a G (Ay)
I'ma do that ten times, fuck around and buy a Jeep
You know the money don't sleep, but my baby, I don't need her
Sent the money for the package, I can't wait to receive it
My homies all got dawg shit
A line of chalk, cross and leave, and leak him like a faucet
We really live it, bitch, you just talkin'
Say you gettin' money, but shit, I can't call it
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