Six Feet Under

Ask around about her

She don't get emotional

Kill off all her feelings

That's why she ain't approachable

She know her pussy got a fanbase

A couple niggas with a suitcase

Suit and tie niggas who play roleplay

When it comes to money she play no games

She lick it up just like a candy

She wanna make them leave their family

She tryna live a life so fancy

She wanna pull up in a Bentley

She ain't got time for lovin'

Louis Vuitton her husband

She'd rather die in lusting

She'd rather die in the club, 'til she-

Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper

Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper

Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper

You know how she get down, pop it for a check now

Six feet under, six, six feet under (that fuckin' paper)

Six feet under, six, six feet under (that fuckin' paper)

Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper

Not the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass around

She don't depend on anybody

Know just what to do with her own body

Counting all that money like a hobby (no,no)

She don't give a fuck about nobody

And she got her whole crew poppin' (no,no)

And she bend it over like she got no backbone

Got a couple niggas blinging up a trap phone

She don't need nobody waiting back home, she got it

She lick it up just like a candy

She wanna make them leave their family

She tryna to live a life so fancy

She wanna pull up in a Bentley

She ain't got time for lovin'

Louis Vuitton her husband

She'd rather die in lusting

She'd rather die in the club, 'til she-

Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper

Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper

Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper

You know how she get down, pop it for a check now

Six feet under, six, six feet under (that fuckin' paper)

Six feet under, six, six feet under (that fuckin' paper)

Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper

Not the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass around

Gonna turn that ass around

Oh murder, oh murder

Gonna turn that ass around

Oh murder, oh murder

Real love's hard to find

So she don't waste her time (she don't waste her time)

So she don't waste her time, oh

You ain't gon' catch her crying (you ain't gon' catch her crying)

She ain't gon' lose her mind (oh)

She ain't gon' lose her mind

'Til she-

Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper ('til she)

Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper ('til she)

Six feet under she gon' kill me for the paper

Not the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass around