6AM
by Key Glock
From the album: Project X
Track 6 of 20 on Project X (2026).
Duration: 2:22
Lyrics for 6AM
Yeah Yeah You know what time it is Yeah It's six in the morning, we just gettin' started (Let's go) Lil' bro just popped a six (Six), we 'bout to go gnarly (Go) Lil' mama doin' tricks (Woo), she ride it like a Harley (Let's go) Cutthroat motherfucker, I could never tell you sorry (Sorry) Got a Barbie in my 'Rari (Yeah), stick on me, Atari (Yeah) I took back the Carti (Yeah), everybody had they Niggas out here beefin' 'bout these—, everybody had they These niggas broke, sad and (Broke) If you know, you know I'm havin' it This broke shit, I ain't havin' it (Uh-uh) She seen Glock did a backflip (Bling) Doggy style attackin' it She say that dick immaculate (Yeah) I'm 'bout my Franklins, Grants, and Jacksons, I be stackin' it (Let's go) Got paper cuts, need bandages (Yeah) Hood rich nigga with a fancy bitch (Yeah) She throw it, I can handle it (Yeah) Got too high, 'bout to land in it Just woke up, feel like the man again I like my bitches stiff as a mannequin (Yeah) Yeah, I like my bitches stiff as Attitude like, "What?" Petite bitch 'bout to pick it up (Let's go) We goin' all night, don't give a fuck It's six in the morning, we just gettin' started (Let's go) Lil' bro just popped a six (Six), we 'bout to go gnarly (Go) Lil' mama doin' tricks (Woo), she ride it like a Harley (Let's go) Cutthroat motherfucker, I could never tell you sorry (Sorry) In the Maybach with a brat (Skrrt) Smokin', sippin' on relax (Yeah) Bro no steppin' like a frat (Gang) Dunkin' turned into a pack (Uh) Cutthroat, ain't no turnin' back Cutthroat, no turnin' around I been gettin' it for a while I been gettin' it for a while (Yeah) It's like six in the morning, still goin' wild (Wild) It's a whole lot of guns, drugs, and bitches, and it's high (Yeah) Shit's about to go down (Down) if it ain't already Left her shakin' like spaghetti That lil' cat, I had to pet it (Yeah) It's six in the morning (Yeah), we just gettin' started (Yeah) Lil' bro just popped a six (Six), we 'bout to go gnarly (Go) Lil' mama doin' tricks (Woo), she ride it like a Harley (Let's go) Cutthroat motherfucker, I could never tell you sorry (Sorry) Got a Barbie in my 'Rari, stick on me, Atari I took back the Carti, everybody had they Niggas out here beefin' 'bout these—, everybody had they These niggas broke, sad and If you know, you know I'm havin' it