The Weeknd Six Feet Under

Ask around about her

She don't get emotional

Kill off all her feelingsThat's why she ain't approachable

She know her pussy got a fan base

A couple niggas with a suit case

Suit and tie niggas who play role play

When it comes to money she play no games



She lick it up just like a candy

She wanna make them leave their family

She trying to live a life so fancy

She wanna pull up in a Bentley

She ain't got time for lovin'

Louis Vuitton her husband

She rather die in lusting

She rather die in the club, till she



Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper

Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper

Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper

You know how she get down, pop her for a check now

Six feet under, six

Six feet under

Six feet under, six

Six feet under

Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper

Not the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass around



She don't depend on anybody

Know just what to do with her own body

Counting all that money like a hobby

She don't give a fuck about nobody

And she got her whole crew poppin'

And she bend it over like she got no back bone

Got a couple niggas blinging up a trap phone

She don't need nobody waiting back home, she got it



She lick it up just like a candy

She wanna make them leave their family

She trying to live a life so fancy

She wanna pull up in a Bentley

She ain't got time for lovin'

Louis Vuitton her husband

She rather die in lusting

She rather die in the club, till she



Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper

Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper

Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper

You know how she get down, pop her for a check now

Six feet under, six

Six feet under

Six feet under, six

Six feet under

Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper

Not the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass around

Gonna turn that ass around

Oh murder, oh murder

Gonna turn that ass around

Oh murder, oh murder



Real love's hard to find

So she don't waste her time

So she don't waste her time, oooh

You ain't gon' catch her crying

She ain't gon' lose her mind

She ain't gon' lose her mind

Till she.



Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper

(Till she)

Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper

(Till she)

Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper

Not the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass around