6weeks Lyrics – Nettspend

Read the full 6weeks lyrics by Nettspend from the album Virginia Creeper along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Nettspend’s music, you can also explore LL50 and Nite nite, two other songs by Nettspend.

[Part I]

[Intro]
Uh, told all the brothers, “Wait a minute”
Yeah, yeah, it’s on the couch, you tryna do some shrooms
Yeah, I’m smoking on strong, hit the bong
Hit the bong, hit the bong, hit the bong

[Chorus]
I just walked in Supreme and I skipped the line, yeah, huh (Yeah, yeah)
Mama, I’m off beans, I’m tryna waste my time, yeah (Hell nah, hell nah)
And my pocket feeling flee, I’ma spend that dime (Hold up)
Yeah, pullin out my bit’ (Hold up), pulling out my— (Hold up) stick, yeah
I was nineteen on the block with yo’ b!tch, yeah
And she skipping class, I just pulled up, that ho left
Where the blunt fu*king at? I ain’t smoke in like six weeks (Six)
I can’t go fu*king back, yeah, my b!tch got pretty feet, woah, yeah

[Post-Chorus]
Skrrting in a Scat and I know they hate me, woah (Me)
I’m just tryna give back, I don’t like you, baby (Baby)
I just wish you hate me, I just wish you hate me (Hey, hey)
Jeans on, b!tch, I’m spraying, Jeans on, b!tch, I’m spraying, (Spray, spray)
Vans on, b!tch, I’m skating, we just throw back, baby (Skate)
Teens out, b!tch, I’m hunting, teens out, b!tch, I’m hunting, yeah, uh (Throw back)
We make ’em bleed in the sun, we make ’em bleed in the sun, yeah
Go cry back to yo’ mama, turnt up, put yo’ wrist up, mama (Wrist up, mama)
Ooh, diamonds hotter, I can’t catch you, I’ma find ya
You know I don’t need no co-signing, everything straight, I’ve been chilling inside, uh
Chilling inside, yeah, chilling inside, uh
I’ve been outside since I was a toddler (Hey, hey)

[Chorus]
I just walked in Supreme and I skipped the line, yeah, huh (Yeah, yeah)
Mama, I’m off beans, I’m tryna waste my time, yeah (Hell nah, hell nah)
And my pocket feeling flee, I’ma spend that dime (Hold up)
Yeah, pullin out my— yeah (Hold up), pulling out my— (Hold up) stick, yeah

I was nineteen on the block with yo’ b!tch, yeah ()
And she skipping class, I just pulled up, that ho left ()
Where the blunt fu*king at? I ain’t smoke in like six weeks (Six weeks)
I can’t go fu*king back—

[Part II]

[Bridge]
(過去の自分と向き合う)
(Nitemare)
(過去の自分と向き合う)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (Nitemare)
(過去の自分と向き合う)

[Verse]
I’m consuming these hoes, yeah (Nitemare)
And I’m consuming these clothes (過去の自分と向き合う)
I can’t let you say, “No” (No, no, nitemare)
Like, I gotta fu*k that b!tch then I can go
How you tryna whip that s*it up, boy, you ain’t turn on the stove?
You ain’t— you ain’t got no drip, I know you don’t buy no clothes (Nitemare)
I-I could make it flip, I get work all for the low (過去の自分と向き合う)
The way I get so much bread, I lob that s*it to my bro (Nitemare)
Oh my God, it’s oh, ho, ho, ho— (過去の自分と向き合う)
Oh-ah, yeah, oh, oh (Nitemare)
Black tee, black tee, diamond chain on (過去の自分と向き合う)
And you get pushed, put back, yeah, told you we could hang out, bro (過去の自分と向き合う)
Way back for all the s*it I did for you, bro (Woah, nitemare)
I put on my best fit, yeah, b!tch, I’m missing you (Jump out, jump out), bro
When I see yo’ face, uh, you know what I did for you (Nitemare)
When you see that face, you know what I did for you (過去の自分と向き合う)
When I see that waist from like a mile away (Nitemare)
I make s*it skate, kickflip, get the fu*k out my face (過去の自分と向き合う)
Everyday look like yesterday, everyday look like yesterday
Drunk up, miss my mama face, oh, yeah (Nitemare)
Everyday look like yesterday (過去の自分と向き合う)
Everyday look like yesterday (Woo)
Everyday look like yesterday (Nitemare)
Everyday look like yesterday
Everyday look like yes— (過去の自分と向き合う)
E-e-e-everyday look like yesterday
Everyday look like yesterday (Nitemare)
Everyday look like yesterday
E-e-e-everyday look— (過去の自分と向き合う)
(All the Way exclusives, b!tch)
(Nitemare)