Gen 6 Scatz (Ft. RMC Mike)

[Verse 1: Scatz]
This nigga pint heavy, I think [?] shit
Uncle probably traid his [?], you point him to some bricks
Nigga said I ain't good in my hood, I'm riding through the 6
Talking 'bout he stacked up ten, he made that shit
Hit him with the ten milli, he lost all his fours
[?] a nigga on the sidewalk when I hopped off the porch
[?] right now, praying to the lord
Drop a hundred shots in they crib, and they ain't got no floor
[?] percasets [?]
[?] papers [?]
[?] good price [?] buy them all
Leather tag on my shirt, I have your bitch bite it off
[?] if he [?]
Get love [?] [?]
[?] on tip, finna [?]
He ain't see me, I'ma shoot him in his back, that's a [?]

[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
Offshore, bust the fuck down, ook like a snowblower
Give a bitch anything before you fuck, that's a no go
I'm in a [?] fucking with my brother [?] we at [?]
If you a rat and tryna book me for some shit, it's a no show
Mе and Scatz speeding through the 6 in a hellcat
I was tryna fuck what's her namе, but I fell back
You can get me right now in your city, for like 12 racks
She a cute [?] bitch, but her pussy smell like stale [?]
When you keep this shit 100, it'll take you far
[?] quaking, I just remixed it with an 8 of [?]
Full tank of gas to go home, yeah, I stay that far
I ain't riding with the chop today, this a baby AR
Eh, [?] 300 blackout
Player shit, bitch can't even tell this was a crack house
I took a bar, start shooting everywhere, shit, I blacked out
That mean she tapped out