406

Chorus:

2 phones on you hoes, 406 area code
Ice so cold, you swear it snowed cuz it probably did
In the 406 with my woes, her mouth ain’t the only time I seen O’s
He made me breakfast with no clothes, yes, he honestly did
Don’t give me another reason, fuck you up with mana
Got your bitch up in my bed, she wearing no pajamas
2 phones on you hoes, 406 area code
Ice so cold, you swear it snowed cuz it probably did

Verse:

Who the fuck you think I am, lil bitch?
Use your logic, I ain’t rapping Sam I Am, lil bitch
She pancake me with that cake- a Grand Slam, lil bitch
With me, you cannot overstate- just understand, lil bitch
Only X I’m on is Logic X, in relationships? I’ll abolish it
All you ever fucking wanted is acknowledgement
She so tall that tryna fuck her is a tall ascent
I bring the heat, I’m Helios on all of you hoes
I got the vibe to make a girl go Kronos on a bro
Most of the time, she’s logos, but with me, she’s low
Number of times Amy and I missed? Subzero
Back on my rap shit
Draped in some Christian, she wet like a Baptist
Can’t afford distractions
I fuck her once, then her man is my last hit
Couldn’t imagine
Broke as a bitch but the brain feel stable
Solar eclipse on your wasted fables
I’m with my bros like Cain & Abel
Back on topic, I’m like polar, South avoids me
Ask me where I’m at, I’m where my boys be
I could chop shit up at 12 syllables per second
But I don’t want too, fuck you, I’m a Reverend

Chorus:

2 phones on you hoes, 406 area code
Ice so cold, you swear it snowed cuz it probably did
In the 406 with my woes, her mouth ain’t the only time I seen O’s
He made me breakfast with no clothes, yes, he honestly did
Don’t give me another reason, fuck you up with mana
Got your bitch up in my bed, she wearing no pajamas
2 phones on you hoes, 406 area code
Ice so cold, you swear it snowed cuz it probably did