Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 6th Ave (Intro), artist - Dom Kennedy. Date of issue: 29.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
6th Ave (Intro) |
| For life |
| Yeah |
| I might be the best that did it |
| Or at least got away with it, damn |
| I don’t explain much, I just keep a chain tucked |
| Aron keep a thang tucked, started on that school bus |
| Now I’m in the big truck, in us we trust |
| In pics hold my peace up, never smoke angel dust |
| Watchin' «Friday"in an old school, makin' bucks |
| If you haven’t made seven figures, can’t relate to us |
| I own everything, so my name, shit it’s major bro |
| Touch C notes every day, give away the ones |
| For me she’s available (Available) |
| No attitude and she always down to make a move |
| had the lowkey spot, where they play the fool |
| Overpriced drinks but it’s cool 'cause I’m here to prove |
| Champagne toasts with a chica, lil' fresh fruit |
| Body like a Laker girl, too but I can’t hoop |
| Might fuck around and drop forty right in the booth |
| Park niggas never fold but I bend the rules |
| 6th Ave, been had a rich swag |
| Lookin' for my other half, shoot like Chris Staps |
| in my piss test, cum on my chick breast |
| I used to wear Guess |
| Yeah |
| Now Adidas pay me just to get fresh |
| Wake up, show type shit like |
| Niggas can’t outrap me, Lord I confess |
| Go with the points kid, that’s a safer bet |
| Me I’m goin' for the win, fuck they expect? |
| Nigga I’m my own connect, I run my own session |
| Executive produce, put on for the section |
| Drivin' down West and nigga what a blessin' |
| Finessed everything that was on my checklist |
| Opps wanna know who I’m havin' sex with |
| Saw my name 'cause they really desperate |
| Dressin' like me, gotta stay protected |
| Legend in my own mind, Makaveli |
| Niggas tell me I’m they favorite MC, so I really had to see |
| Moms name on my sleeve, am I really that nice? |
| Gotta always keep it G |
| I don’t explain much, I just keep a chain tucked |
| Aron keep a thang tucked, started on that school bus |
| Now I’m in the big truck, in us we trust |
| In pics hold my peace up, never smoke angel dust |
| Watchin' «Friday"in an old school, makin' bucks |
| If you haven’t made seven figures, can’t relate to us |
| I own everything, so my name, shit it’s major bro |
| Touch C notes every day, give away the ones |
| 6th Ave, been had a rich swag |
| Lookin' for my other half, shoot like Chris Staps |
| in my piss test, cum on my chick breast |
| Yeah, shit is major bro |
| Yeah, cum on my chick dress |
| Uh, it’s presidential |
| Park (Yeah), yeah |
| Real OPM bidness |
| That’s for life nigga, ayy |
| 'Til it’s over, get it right |
| Uh, bitch (Bitch, bitch) |