Six Rings

KA$HE! Stack the paper, run it up Bags in tha brinks truck Damn, I can't get enough She can't even get me up Lean in my sippy cup Got my stomach blowin' up She wanna be my passenger Shawty got me Brackin' up Damn, I'm fell outta love But I'm still up in them guts Three point stance I'm sayin hut You can never call me bluff Young nigga, that's on his stuff F*ck nigga, I can switch it up Yeah F*ck nigga, I can switch it up Yeah Sick rings on my fuckin' finger Diamonds shinin', got a block all my haters By my lonely, yeah, I gotta get this paper If it's drama, yeah, I gotta see you later And bitch, f*ck a hater I had to stay down and get me some paper Created for greatness, but I'm greater Run tha whole town, you'll think I'm the mayor Flip them bags , I'm comin' up Don't worry about what's in my cup Sippin' on mud, wanna throw it up Sippin' out a chain, you can call me Chuck Gas Hercules , I can barely puff I can't lie, I don't give a f*ck They ain't hearin' me till I'm comin' up Smokin' Russian cream, f*ck your Starbucks I can't lie, boy I'm high as f*ck They want respect, but I can't give them nun Took my time, wait my time come Off deze drugs , put my pain on the song Stack that paper, run it up Bags in tha Brinks truck Damn, I can't get enough She can't even give me up Lean in my sippin' cup Got my stomach blowin' up She wanna be my passenger Shawty got me Brackin' up Damn, I fell out of love But I'm still up in them guts Three point stance I'm sayin hut You can never call me bluff Young nigga but on his stuff F*ck nigga, I can switch it up Yeah F*ck nigga, I can switch it up Six rings on my fuckin' finger On my finger Six Rings on my fuckin' finger On my finger Six Rings on my fuckin' finger On my finger Ayy, ayy Six Rings on my fuckin' finger Yeah