Your bitch looking bad , got her in my backseat I love popping tags , fuck her and her bestie Now she call me mad Lately in my bag Skrting out that lot , i be going fast All my shooters really stepping they gonna take your soul Grab the grabba , chief the opps , now we blowing os All these bands up in my pocket , my pants laying low All these bands up in my pocket , im like *oh shit* Eyes they laying low Bloodshot i been fiending for this drank Count the money we gonna break the bank Love my green we smoking on that dank Dick her down and she gonna tell me thanks Slat slat slat woah Kicking down that door Open up , oh shit They be on the floor , hammer on me feel like thor Ima run these bands , ima go and hit up forbes Aquafina diamonds shining keep that drac no ovo With the pressure pistol pack a punch , you know we on go Everybody hate , i don't mean to flex but i got paid All black whip we take , ive been moving militant like tank I be causing havoc soon as i walk in the store Pop up in the bently , fuck it hop up in a rolls Yea that boy he flexing big racks , bitch we ain't the same Talking how you flipping big packs , that's that little weight I got big bucks I got sticks , i got blicks , i got big bucks 6 figures , i got big bucks 6 figures , slatt woah
Song Description:
The song "Six" by FalseCris is a high-energy track with hard-hitting lyrics and a catchy beat. The artist boasts about his lavish lifestyle, popping tags, and having his way with women. He talks about his fast cars, expensive jewelry, and his crew of shooters who are ready to take anyone out. The chorus emphasizes his wealth with lines like "6 figures, I got big bucks" and "Slat slat slat woah." The song exudes confidence and a sense of power, with the artist unapologetically flaunting his success and success. Overall, "Six" is a bold and braggadocious track that is sure to get listeners hyped up.
FalseCris - RELAY {HOOK} I got baggage full of snow Hit my phone , this for the low Bad bitch yea she off the blow She dropping neck , we on the road I got contraband , I snuck that
FalseCris - Six Woooooo Woah ye ye ye Woah Your bitch looking bad , got her in my backseat I love popping tags , fuck her and her bestie Now she call me mad Lately in my bag
FalseCris - Pressure (Ghost where are we) {Chorus: 777VILLAIN} Yea this pistol pack-a-punch I up the Glock and Mike Tyson him VV' on my wrist with all this drip could fight
FalseCris - RUNNIN' (gho$t where are we) {Chorus: FalseCris} All of these boys they runnin' I just been spazzin out I just been spazzin out I just been spazzin out All
FalseCris - WET EM UP! (Moooooooo) Yeah {Chorus: FalseCris} All this money stay on me All these racks they stay on me All these hunnids stay on me Yeah, yeah
FalseCris - Molly BRO ROLY WAS DRUNK AS FUCK HAHA YEAA Sneakz did this Woah woah yaa-a yaa Woah woah ya ya Woah ya {Chorus: FalseCris} That bitch tripping , that
FalseCris - MAN UP {Chorus: 777villain} I just been getting my bands up I walk in with a stick put your hands up You ain't wckd you can't understand us That little boy ain't on
FalseCris - HAVOC {Chorus: FalseCris} Bitch yea we ride with them dracs We walk in this bitch, yea we making some noise You know how we catching these plays Putting a beam on a 30, look
FalseCris - Lonely {chorus: ohtrapstar} Yea she one of one Yea she one of one Reminiscing about you i just want you in my bed I can't let my {?} stand my way All these
FalseCris - Monsters {Chorus: Boofboiicy} Hit the gas on the whip Now my tags cutting up {?} pussy nigga burn his body up This shit ain't none to us, smoke his ass just like a
FalseCris
FalseCris is an independent artist from Miami, FL. For months Cris has been making his own sound and working on multiple tracks with many known artists. Cris is furthering and fine tuning his sound each and every day , aspiring to be one of the most consistent yet versatile artist in the world. FalseCris states “ I want to be the greatest to ever do it”.