60/40 Lyrics

Riding riding riding

Riding inna ghost

Sipping Faygo

Riding inna ghost

Sippin faygo

Riding inna ghost

Sippin faygo

Drip my cologne

Dripped in vlone

Really ain't who, it's what you can handle

Gotta stay strapped like a sandal

Chillin off the beanie and a flannel

Baby jus waxed, fresh cat, no candle

Blessed with the green, I'm a mantis

Man

Her Pussy more wet than Atlantis

How it unfolded, I really can't plan this

Now she want Meat in her buns not a sandwich

Nigga can't manage

Ugh

Riding inna ghost

Sipping Faygo

Riding inna ghost

Sippin faygo

Riding inna ghost

Sippin faygo

Drip my cologne

Dripped in vlone

Would you rather have time or money?

A few honeys give me they time

So it's mine I'm hunting

It's fine I'm hungry

Flyin in a goddamn line they comin

Single file

Couldn't slow down no brakes no stop button

Folks on my ass better drop somethin

Kell. Got lots comin

Patience a virtue

I never hady a lot of it

Straight to the neck

But she not shot putting

I couldn't!

Quit if I wanted

Got a fresh set of downs

No I'm not puntin

Y'all got sober careers

Mean you not on nothin

Just studied Kineival man learned about stuntin

Keep yo whack ass in the back

Need to stop all the frontin

She sent me a text like "you comin?"

Stopped for a Faygo a and swear this bitch bussin

Tell 'em it's Kell. Bitch you fuckin or bussin back home