SSG Splurge
Zion
[Intro]
(Six7, what it do, fool?)

[Verse]
N***as outside in all black like a Pilgrim
N***a play with some money, get threw off a building
Chopstick make him come out his shoes like Zion Williams
Got a coupe from Lil Wayne and it got no ceilings
AR with big bullets, I can kill Godzilla
Need pennies and pills, call Boom or Zilla
I just fuck hoes and dip, I don't touch no pillows
Would've cut that bitch off, I ain't come with my scissors
N***a reach for my chain and get fried like gizzards
N***a play, then we waitin' in his grass like lizzards
Young n***a tryna snap on his ass like a picture
I can't throw you no paper, do I look like a pitcher?
In my city, walk around with the rod like a fisher
Oh, that boy think he dope? He get threw in a Swisher
You try stealing from me, put your hand in a blender
Wear the Gucci lifejacket like I'm finna go swimmin'
Got Saint Laurent boots with the spurs like Tim
Keep a Glock, I'll pop, I ain't goin' like them
Fuck her on a Percocet, I ain't nuttin' like him
Got diamonds, so you know I keep a K like Kim
Got a lightskinned bitch and she beggin' for action
You was on the side of the field like a high school mascot
I'm bored, fuck around, fuck that bitch 'til I pass out
I ain't think I'd blow with this rap shit
Swear I had to punch, tell him meet me entirely
Then I jump out the back, had the streets on fire
Tell Johnny Iceman I just sent him a wire
N***a, stop all that cappin', you ain't never rode Forgiato tires
Or been in the coupe with the doors with the sliders
I ain't know all these rappers was liars
Everybody with me got a gun, n***a, even my driver
My lil' n***as screamin', "Turn down for what?" like Lil Jon
We don't rap beef with n***as, get threw in the pond
Oh, he tryna beef on the 'Gram, he won
Got a bitch from Pittsburgh, hair like Mulan
Crash out with a .223, make 'em run
AR came with two sticks, sound like a drum
I'ma count one to ten, then let off a bomb
Out-of-town freak ho suckin' me like a bong
Too many hoes, play duck-duck-goose
No little bullets, my shit can knock down a moose
N***a play in this bitch and get cut like a fruit
At the strip club with a .38 in my boot
In the drop-top, you can get dropped like my roof
We'll come to your block, get it hot like soup
If we talkin' 'bout clips, mine long like roots
I just hit her at twelve, then I'm gone by two
I take a freak ho
Build a lil' bitch from a crumb, that's me
These rap n***as friendly as fuck in the studio
Cappin' 'bout he finna front me a P
But he don't know I'm fuckin' his main bitch
She already told me he ain't never sold a key
They know I'll walk a n***a down broad day
N***as still shootin' from 'cross the street