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Foogiano – 6 Months Lyrics

Lyrics 6 Months – Foogiano
(Feat. Pooh Shiesty)


(Intro. Foogiano)
You know what I’m sayin’, you hear them bitches playin’ that “SoIcyBoyz”, nigga
Know big ‘Wop leave ’em fucked (Brrt)

(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

(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)
One to the chest, he gone (Boom, boom, boom)
Dumb-ass nigga (Dumb), yeah, I told that pussy nigga (Huh, yeah)
I’d never make a song (Ho)

(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)

(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)

(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)

(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)

(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)

(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)

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