2 Chainz & Lil Wayne

2 Chainz & Lil Wayne – G6 Lyrics

2 Chainz & Lil Wayne

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"G6." - 2 Chainz & Lil Wayne

Saturday, 24 October 2026, 03:14 pm

Album: Welcome 2 Collegrove

Track No: 02

Collegrove
Yup
Look, bitch, I'm the shit
I'm a real walkin' lick, spent a brick on my fit
I show up in this bitch, sick as throw up in this bitch
Lookin' like I wore a fuckin' jewelry store up in this bitch
Wait, Squad Up, that's my fuckin' skate team, ****
You don't want that real smoke, you vapin', ****
To be safe, none of my guns on safety, ****
Who the fuck I look like, Ed Reid?, ****
Coupe on ultraviolet, Tunechi on narcotics, so my pupils always hidin'
Are those Bugle Boys you're wearin'? Are you stupid? These designer
Sippin' soup out of the styro, drippin' too hard for Poseidon
An' my semi-automatic, and my drip on autopilot
And my jewelry on sarcastic, my money on plastic
When it come to dead presidents, I'm a bastard
And all my bitches plastic, and all my hoes erotic, and my dick on automatic, and my drip on autopilot
Drippin' so hard might go on a water diet
Diamonds on her tongue, 'cause she geekin' off the Molly
Don't bring me no ones, I blow funds on her body
Blow funds on her body, bitch, my drip on autopilot
So you know another guest just walked into Nicki Minaj TV
And I just asked him what was that fragrance that he had on
And he had to get real cocky and pop his collar
So let, let them do it on, on, on TV
Toniii
You prolly seen me with a double-cup glued to my hand
Baby, ask your friend what she gon' do for this band
I'm the realest one in here, I'ma tell you in advance
Take this G6, you might wake up in Japan, yeah
Prolly seen me with a double-cup in my hand
Baby, ask your friend what she gon' do for this band
I'm the realest one in here, I'ma tell you in advance
Take this G6, you might wake up in Japan
Got the city on my back, I might need shoulder pads (Aye)
Tried to DM me, now seein' my shoes in photographs
Difference between my watch and yours is the chronograph
Quarter-half, whole thangs, I put diamonds on toe rings
Say she love my protein
Money pull my pants down, I'ma need a drawstring
Ask me, did I have anthing to eat, I told her, "Cocaine"
Big flames out the muzzle, custom muzzle, often puzzled off the fact that I was humble
They say, "Life a bitch," I'ma smut her, need a couple rubbers
Had a girl named Nina, all we used to do was smoke and cuddle
You already know, I need a couple million on the double
Anybody seen my ceilin'? (Well)
My **** got locked up and started sellin' dope in prison
Yeah, the truth my religion (Southside)
Yeah, the truth my religion, turn up
You prolly seen me with a double-cup glued to my hand
Baby, ask your friend what she gon' do for this band
I'm the realest one in here, I'ma tell you in advance
Take this G6, you might wake up in Japan, yeah

Writer(s): Tauheed Epps, Lil Wayne, Papa Abdou Fall, Nolan Presley, Javar Rockamore, Theodore Thomas & Roman Boris Rondiak.

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