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