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Its fuckin TR3YWAY! King of New York, lookin for the Queen Uh, you got the right one, hmm L-let these-l-let these b-b-bitches know, nigga Queens, Brooklyn, brrr, ah! Murda on the beat so its not nice! Pussy got that wet, wet, got that drip, drip Got that super soaker, hit that She a Fefe, her name Keke She eat my dick like its free, free I dont even know like Why I did that? I dont even know like Why I hit that? All I know is that I just cant wife that Talk to her nice so she wont fight back Turn around and hit it from the back, back, back Bend her down then I make it clap, clap, clap I dont really want no friends I dont really want no friends, no Draco got that kick-back when I blow that, they all do track They dont shoot back, one shot, close range, red dot Head tight, yeah, I did that, yeah, I live that Call a Uber with my shooter, with a Ruger, we gon do ya Niggas say they killin people, but I really fuckin do it I dont really want no friends I dont really want no friends, no He-he tryna 69 like Tekashi, call him papi Word to A$AP, keep me Rocky, Im from New York, so Im cocky Say he fuckin with my posse, copped me Khloé like Kardashi Keep this pussy in Versace, said Im pretty like Tinashe Put-put it all up in his face, did I catch a case? Pussy game just caught a body, but I never leave a trace Face is pretty, ass for days, I get chips, I ask for Lays I just sit back and when he done, I be like, Yo, howd it taste? I dont really want no friends I dont really want no friends, no Ayo, Draco got that kick-back When it kick-back, you cant get yo shit back In fact this that bitch that I hate small talk, I dont fuck with chit-chat AC just stopped workin So they hit me, told me bring my wrist back Come through rockin fashions That got all these bitches like Yo, whats that? I dont really want no friends I dont really want no friends, no Eeny, meeny, miny, moe I catch a ho right by her toe If she aint fuckin me and Nicki Kick that ho right through the door I dont really want no friends, my old ho just bought this Benz Nicki just hopped in this shit, now I wont see that bitch again Eeny, meeny, miny, moe I catch a ho right by her toe If she aint fuckin me and Nicki Kick that ho right through the door Mmm, Young Money, Young Money bunny Colorful hair, dont care I dont really want no friends I dont really want no friends, no I dont really want no friends I dont really want no friends, no Scum Gang!

I tell a nigga dont dick ride, dont blick ride Leave it to the double thick thighs, twin sisters Drop it down and wobble, wobble up, mami booted up She get down and gobble, gobble up cause my money up Slide, slide in the Bentley truck-a, the Wraith truck-a Your bestie is a dick sucker, I big dub her As-salam-alam alaykum, you big hater You nothin but a hater, hater, clout chaser Now we catch him at the chicken spot, up a couple chops Pop that nigga with a hundred shots, ra-ta-ta-ta-ta DayDay made that nigga Diddy Bop, cha-cha-cha-cha-cha He thought we was gon knuckle up, bitch, I dont box And these niggas always talkin shit, yadda-yadda-ya When you see me, what you talkin bout, fuck you talkin bout? Niggas always wanna chase clout, bitch, I am clout Tell em get up out my face now fore I grrt Are you dumb, stupid, or dumb, huh? Play me like a dummy, like bitch, are you dumb? Are you dumb, stupid, or dumb, huh? Yeah, you got some money, but you still fuckin ugly Stupid, listen When I talk, you better listen We can make him dance, bachata Slide over, do the cha-cha Grrt, bah-bah Make a nigga go adiós Dímelo, mami Fresca, you nasty Flame up, light it They see me and get excited Two step, spin around, so fly, pilot They sick, been hot way before coronavirus Nigga, who did that? Nigga, who did what? Nigga, thats my shit, dont bite it I tell a nigga dont dick ride, dont blick ride Leave it to the double thick thighs, twin sisters Drop it down and wobble, wobble up, mami booted up She get down and gobble, gobble up cause my money up Slide, slide in the Bentley truck-a, the Wraith truck-a Your bestie is a dick sucker, I big dub her As-salam-alam alaykum, you big hater You nothin but a hater, hater, clout chaser Youre mad Im back, big mad Hes mad, shes mad, big sad Haha, dont care, stay mad Ah-hah, ah-hah, ah-hah Haha, bitch, Im laughin cause you big mad See it in your face, cry baby, bitch, you big sad Niggas tweetin bout me, got me trendin, bitch, you big sad Tell me how I ratted, came home to a big bag

Niggas iffy, uh, blicky got the stiffy, uh Got the blicky, uh, drum, it hold fifty, uh Scum Gang! Pop these niggas like a wheelie, nigga, you a silly nigga In the hood with them Billy niggas and them Hoover niggas You run up and they shootin niggas, we aint hoopin, nigga Yo, KB, you a loser, nigga, up that Uzi, nigga On the stoop, crills in my drawers, your girl on my phone She wanna fuck, but keep her clothes on, I only want the jaw Man, thats really all I use her for, then kick her out the door I dont want her, you can keep the whore, she fiendin for some more In New York, my niggas dont Milly Rock, my niggas money bop Blow a case, a nigga throwin shots, I run em off they block Quarter milli in the stash box, I grinded for my spot Niggas talkin bout that cash, but my bag worth a lot I dont fuck with no old hoes, only new hoes Put my dick in her backbone, I pass her to my bro I dont love her, thats a sad ho, she a bad ho Ima fuck her, then I dash home, to the cash, ho Im on some rob a nigga shit, take the nigga bitch Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit Shout out , but I fucked that nigga bitch Niggas iffy, uh, blicky got the stiffy, uh Got the blicky, uh, drum it hold fifty, uh Move milli, all my niggas on fifty, uh Talk down , you silly, uh Hit a stain, fifty bands, all hunnids Spinnin through ya block, like a pop shove-it Shoot at me, Im shootin back, Im gettin buckets I aint wanna take his life, but nigga, fuck it Im on some rob a nigga shit, take the nigga bitch Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit Shout out , but I fucked that nigga bitch Im on some rob a nigga shit, take the nigga bitch Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit Shout out , but I fucked that nigga bitch Scum Gang!

Thats my word, get up in they face Talk your shit, let your nuts drag, nigga These niggas just runnin out they fuckin mouth, man Follow protocol, Blood, get in they fuckin chest, nigga We the fuckin M.O.B., nigga These niggas bleed different We dont bleed, nigga We make niggas bleed, Blood TR3YWAY These niggas say they heard of me, I aint heard of you Get the fuck up out my fuckin face, fore I murder you Bitch niggas always jackin Blood, but I know they fu Whole squad full of fuckin killers, Im a killer too Sending shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, nigga Everybody gettin pop, pop, popped, nigga The thing go rrrah, rrrah, rrrah, rrrah, rrrah, nigga We send shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, nigga Its always 6ix9ine this and 6ix9ine that Niggas on my dick and on my yack These niggas lookin for me, you could hit my jack I done dropped my address, yall know where 6ix9ine at I dont flock, yeah, nine to his back like Ibaka Baka, not nice, with the fuckin choppa Pop em, scope on the nigga, who shot ya? Dropped him, somebody call a fuckin doctor! Dick up in the pussy, bet that shit get gushy, gushy She want the whole gang bussin all in her pussy I want the drip, drip while I get my dick licked Lil sick bitch, lickin on my dick tip She a freak ho, fuck her, she on beast mode Arch your back, put your hands on your knees, ho Im on beast mode, shoot you through your peep-hole Said he want smoke, I dont really see it though These niggas say they heard of me, I aint heard of you Get the fuck up out my fuckin face, fore I murder you Bitch niggas always jackin Blood, but I know they fu Whole squad full of fuckin killers, Im a killer too Sending shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, nigga Everybody gettin pop, pop, popped, nigga The thing go rrrah, rrrah, rrrah, rrrah, rrrah, nigga We send shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, nigga

Scum Gang! Niggas runnin out they mouth, but they never pop out I got the drop on your spot, everybody watch out All my niggas on 50, so you know we hopped out Mobbed out, opps out, we gon show what we about All my niggas really gang bang, talk that damn slang Rap about it, do the same thing, let your nuts hang We gon pull up, nigga, ¡ándale!, on Sangre We post up, we dont do the race, you gon die today In the spot, blow 50 bands, shit, 100 bands Shit, my pockets on a runnin man, fuck a rubberband Ima fuck her in a handstand, she a fan, man Need the drugs? Im the Xan man, Im the damn man I roll up, Im gon be booted, stupid, and shootin stupid Brought a knife, I brought a Ruger, stupid, I really do this If I tote it then you know Ill shoot it and Ima prove it Back, back, dont be movin, stupid, or Ima use it Dicky stiffy, uh, bet she give some licky, uh Lil bitty, uh, bust all on her titties, uh She a skeezer, uh, really dont need her, uh Bust then I leave her, uh, she a little eater, uh Get back, kickback, blow your shit back, uh Rip that, take that, flip that, send that, uh .223 hit, where your clothes at? Uh Scum Gang bout that Fendi, fin-act, uh Niggas runnin out they mouth, but they never pop out I got the drop on your spot, everybody watch out All my niggas on 50, so you know we hopped out Mobbed out, opps out, we gon show what we about All my niggas really gang bang, talk that damn slang Rap about it, do the same thing, let your nuts hang We gon pull up, nigga ¡ándale!, on Sangre We post up, we dont do the race, you gon die today You can talk hot on the internet, boy Thats that goofy shit, we aint into that, boy Black van, pull up to your momma crib, boy Tie her up, drive that shit off a bridge, lil boy You can talk hot on the internet, boy Thats that goofy shit, we aint into that, boy Black van, pull up to your momma crib, boy Tie her up, drive that shit off a bridge, lil boy Niggas runnin out they mouth, but they never pop out I got the drop on your spot, everybody watch out All my niggas on 50, so you know we hopped out Mobbed out, opps out, we gon show what we about All my niggas really gang bang, talk that damn slang Rap about it, do the same thing, let your nuts hang We gon pull up, nigga ¡ándale!, on Sangre We post up, we dont do the race, you gon die today

Hold up, let me get it started B.B. with the Robins, lookin all retarded B.B. saggin, fly like a dragon Bitches suck my dick, cause Im fly like Aladdin Scum Gang! These bitches think Im stupid, I aint stupid Dummy boys fall in love with it, he stupid All these hoes on my body, cut the bullshit All these hoes, they aint loyal, yall lookin stupid I just left Starlets and I aint even cash out Back out, straight to the trap house, I blow her back out Ill pull her tracks out, got her running like its track now Like a Smackdown, rock bottom Ima pin her down Hold up, let me get it started B.B. with the Robins, lookin all retarded B.B. saggin, fly like a dragon Bitches suck my dick cause Im fly like Aladdin Pour a semi, pull up to the cribby, uh Licky-licky, licky on my blicky, uh Take a flicky, make a movie with me, uh Take a flicky, make em real drippy, uh Why you watching me? You all on my IG Why you stalking me? You dont even follow me Why you tweet my shit? You aint used to read my shit Bitch, you used to fuckin leave me on seen and shit Went to the Eastside, spanked out Juju Lucky I aint have it on me, I was gon shoot you Spanked him on camera, threw it on YouTube Stupid lil dumb nigga, now you on YouTube If a nigga want beef, Im the type to drag it Shoot you while you with your bitch then its back to mackin Police pull up on me, I dont know what happened Police pull up on you, you gon get to yappin We gon get to clappin, we been on static Semi-automatics, they gon get to clappin We aint with the chattin, you lil niggas cappin If we catch you lackin, turn you into has-beens Ran through Lust, 100 bands up Shout out SpinKing, thats my motherfuckin blood, nigga Go, go, go mulignane Go, go, mulignane Pour a semi, pull up to the cribby, uh Licky-licky, licky on my blicky, uh Take a flicky, make a movie with me, uh Take a flicky, make em real drippy, uh Why you watching me? You all on my IG Why you stalking me? You dont even follow me Why you tweet my shit? You aint used to read my shit Bitch, you used to fuckin leave me on seen and shit

Watch, mhm, Glock, mhm, cocked, mhm, got it, mhm You need that? I got it, this cash, my pockets The Cat one hundred, you need that? I got it Need it, got it, cash, pockets Bands on me, sticks on me You need that? I got it, this cash, my pockets The Cat one hundred, you need that? Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep on throwin that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep on throwin that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I know you dont like me, you wanna fight me You dont want no problems at your party, dont invite me I dont worry bout you niggas, please stop talking bout me Always talking bout me cause you looking for the clouty 6ix-nina, the 9ine-nina Riding in a two-seater with two ninas Baby got that Aquafina, its cocaina Smoking on that OG reefer, no TMZ-a Forgiatos on a Benz truck, make her friends fuck Told her she could get Chanel if she let my friends fuck Stars shining in the Rolls Royce, it got red guts Wait, hold up, nah, I still dont give a fuck Vroom, vroom, G5, vroom, vroom, we high You the type of nigga that I never wanna be like You a type of bitch that will never get a reply Hi, hater, bye, hater, vroom Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep on throwin that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep on throwin that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dollar, dollar bill, come get her Even your man know Nickis do it better I know you dont like me, you wanna fight me Always on my page, never double-tap like me Baddies to my left and my right Never chase a corny nigga, put that on my life Just put it in his face, all this cake, he wanted a taste We sippin on that Ace, itty-bitty waist, pretty face Yeah, eat it, Cookie Monster He a slave to this pussy, call me master Real wet, I said, Slurp it like its pasta They get nervous when its Nicki on the roster Somebody usher this nigga into a clinic My flows still sick, I aint talkin a pandemic I write my own lyrics, a lot of these bitches gimmicks They study Nicki style, now all of them wan mimic Talkin bout snitches when its snitches in your camp Never stand alone, you always itchin for a stamp Me, Im still money, wrists light up like a lamp They gon have to send they best fighter for the champ Racks, I got em, Mary, Im poppin They keep hatin, but still watchin Check the boards, Im still toppin Bustdown or plain jane, I got options Its a bunch of mini-mes, Im the one they mockin Showed you how to get a bag, now you goin shoppin When I come out, all the snake bitches start plottin When I come out, its a sweep, bitches start moppin Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep on throwin that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep on throwin that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Watch, mhm, Glock, mhm, cocked, mhm, got it, mhm If he like, I throw it fast, real fast, fast, fast He singin my old song, yellin, Ass, ass, ass They be speedin, tryna beat me, then they crash, crash, crash Still a hundred like the number on my dash, dash, dash That real ass aint keep your nigga home

Scum Gang! AF Nation I be on the block, on the regular With my niggas bustin at the cops, on the regular Bitches suckin dick, givin top, on the regular Catch me water whippin straight drop, on the regular Yeah, you know I run up with the shit, on the regular Bare-faced, Ima hit a lick, on the regular Posted with the drop, gun cocked, on the regular Yeah, Im 6ix9ine with the 9, on the regular Niggas want war, yeah, kick their door, yeah Niggas want the sauce, yeah, shake em off, yeah Im still in the hood, yeah, bussin juggs, yeah Rollin through the city, yeah, with my niggas, yeah Niggas want they bitch back, I dont chit-chat Run up, hear a Click-clack, blow your shit back Baby, I aint a hot boy, Im a block boy Double trigger Glock , make him Diddy Bop, boy Nigga, we be bustin at the opps, on the regular Nigga, we be duckin from the cops, on the regular Bitches suckin dick and givin top, on the regular Shit thats on my wrist, it cost a lot, it aint regular Nigga, if its comin from my spot, it aint regular Someones will is on a different side, it aint regular You cant take the money when you die, it aint regular Niggas with me, really ready to die, on the regular Pu-Pu-Pu-Pu-Pull up to his door, yeah, get on the floor, yeah Pull up, we gon shoot, dont check out the score yet Different colored coupes, money on the floor, yeah They know I got juice, drippin, drippin sauce, yeah Pull up to his door, yeah, get on the floor, yeah Pull up, we gon shoot, dont check out the score yet Different colored coupes, money on the floor, yeah They know I got juice, drippin, drippin sauce, yeah They know Ima ball, like LaVar Ayy, bout to take a trip to the stars Ayy, let a nigga drip in designer Ayy, makin money flip for the mob I fuck it up, I fuck it up, mmm, yeah Shmegular, thats regular, mmm, yeah I hit it on the tour bus, ooh yeah If Im a player, you a slut, ooh yeah I told my .38, I love you Thats my baby, when I pull up she pull up, two-seater Hermès on the buckle, and a Lotta bag in the duffle, yeah Leave em wet, I let it rain, nigga Put a .30 to your mothafuckin brain nigga, ah Im runnin around with the same niggas Same niggas thatll take a niggas chain, nigga, ah

Yall already know it be the boy Yung Gordon And you rockin with Take Money Promotions Ayy, Take Money Promotions Give em that new shit, no fool shit Oh yeah, lets go DJ NekoLito TMP954WELIVE Take Money Promotions Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up Bitch, Im silly Up them choppers, shoot your shit up, lets get busy Drinkin Henny, goin brazy, poppin pillies Sex Money Murda, shout-out all my blazing Billies We in yo city Shoutout my apes in the fuckin zoo Filayo, they gon shoot Spin a hoop, who the fuck is you? Who the fuck you know, nigga? No, nigga Niggas killed your cousin, you want smoke, nigga? Glo nigga, rollin up your cousin in a blunt, nigga Bozo, bitch, are you dumb-d-dumb-dumb-dumb-d-dumb-dumb-dumb? Bitch, Im Nick Cannon with this drum-dr-drum-drum-drum Pull up with semis, no Lil Pump-pr-ump-Pump-pumps We goin dumb-d-dumb-dumb-dumb-d-dumb-dumb-dumb Bitch Im stupid I be tweakin, I be wildin, I be booted I be stealin, I be robbin, I be lootin Your boyfriend dumb, he get no money, bitch, he stupid Oh, bitch, he, oh, bitch, he stupid Damn, homie, in high school you was the man, homie What the fuck happened to you? Im just sayin, homie Now you smokin Black & Milds, smokin reg, homie Ah-ah-ahh, whats up? Shmurda on the motherfuckin set Nigga 6ix9ine whats poppin cuz? Tell him shut up, suck a dick Tell him fuck him, Im the shit Bitch, Im drunk recording this Im getting money, Im the shit Shout-out my Bloods, shout-out my Crips That nigga, Ebro, he a bitch Just another old nigga on a young nigga dick Bitch Im lit on the Gram, a million likes, you see my shit A bitch DM for the dick, but I probably wouldnt hit VVS, Cuban hit, shout-out Jimmy for the drip Your baby daddy mixtape wasnt shit, he a bitch Free Bobby, free Rowdy, free Cueno, free the 9 Shout-out Jay Dee, shout-out Kooda, Dee Savv, those my guys FOA they gon ride, GS9 they gon slide When I woo, woo back, ah-ah, those my guys She give me neck until I burst out She use her teeth, she get cursed out And all these suckers with they fucking feelings Always got these bitches with they purse out We on the blast nigga bow down I count bricks put the word out You know you like a nigga Shmoney Dance You gon love a nigga when I swerve out Bitch, Im silly Up them choppers, shoot your shit up, lets get busy Drinkin Henny, goin brazy, poppin pillies Sex Money Murda, shout-out all my blazing Billies We in yo city Hold up, hold up, hold up, gang Run that shit back

Got me a new Rollie Gotti Gotti, ultra Gotti Gotti, uh Gotti Gotti Kay, my block bang , .30 bang Scum Gang, big choppa, big thang, let your nuts hang Who they? , dont say BBA change your mood, ayy, any day Gotti Gotti, cookin up, speed it up Double cup, Xanny cup, booted up Mollied up, molly up, break it up Cop it, then I serve it up, give it up Gotti Gotti Fuck with my day ones Yeah, you know I flooded the chain once Got the money, and I split it with day ones She aint fuck me back when I was lame, nah Yeah, you know I do my dance In the club , throwin dough Rack it up , shake it up Watch me do it, how I bust it up , I mix it up Then I hit her with the blicky, uh So drip it, drip it, drip it, drip it You aint got no money, you can keep her Bitch, I got my Nina, Ima squeeze her If you really wanna meet her, she a greeter It was really nice to meet ya, I dont need ya I pray to God that my niggas gon eat I pray to God that my family gon see Prayin that the Lord take a chance with me Wouldnt come when I was up, I was on the wrong things I aint silly, aint no dumb nigga, are you dumb, nigga? Are you stayin with the pump, nigga? Fuck is up, nigga? Is you mad? Yous a fuck nigga, I dont trust niggas Scum Gang, chew em up, nigga, we dont fuck with ya Okay, my block bang , 30 bang Scum Gang, big choppa, big thang, let your nuts hang Who they? , dont say BBA change your mood, ayy, any day Gotti Gotti, cookin up, speed it up Double cup, Xanny cup, booted up Mollied up, molly up, break it up Cop it, then I serve it up, give it up Gotti Gotti The Gotti Gotti Who, who really with the money, money? Who, who really with the Gotti Gotti? Who, who really with the money, money? Who? Do my dance, hit my dance Fifty bands, hunnid bands, all my dance Mollied up, molly up, give it up Cop it, then I serve it up, give it up Really with the Gotti, Gotti Who, who really with the Gotti, Gotti? Who, who really with the?

Ayy, Big 14 bitch Yuh, ayy Woah, saucin, yeah, aight Huh, ayy 1400, bitch, you know I tote a pole With 6ix9ine, bitch, you know we tote them poles Tote a pole, tote a pole, tote a pole You talk down, we gon let that shit go Let it blow, let it blow, let it blow Got the scope, got the scope, got the scope .223s and I put em to your nose Let it go, bitch, we let that shit go Yeah, and send shots off at your dome Pussy boy, well pull up at your home Youre home alone, home alone, home alone Hit your chromosome, bitch, chromosome, uh Balling White Iverson, I aint talking Post Malone Haha, yeah, 14, yeah, 14, yeah, ayy, uh Tote a pole, tote a pole, tote a pole Let it go, let it go, let it go Im toting big shit Get your wig split .45, I call that the big bitch We dont miss shit Get your ribs hit Hollow tips hit you where the cross at Big drum on the gun, its a pump with a red beam Catch him in the bed while he sleep, thats a wet dream This nigga try to test me Close range headshots, fuck where the vest be If a nigga try to test me, I off him Put a hole in his head, he a dolphin Pull up on a nigga, you dont want it Pull up with the Glocks, you dont want it Ill leave the nigga flat, no warning Scum Gang, bitch, we on it, you dont want it 1400, bitch, you know I tote a pole With 6ix9ine, bitch, you know we tote them poles Tote a pole, tote a pole, tote a pole You talk down, we gon let that shit go Let it blow, let it blow, let it blow Got the scope, got the scope, got the scope .223s and I put em to your nose Let it go, bitch, we let that shit go

Uh Murda on the beat so its not nice! Tiki Taki, Spanish mami, she a hot tamale Make her spend that money, dummy, go retarded for me Pop it, pop it, she get started, she wont ever stop it Little thottie, thottarati choosin everybody Splish, splash, Apple Bottoms make that ass fat She got that wet wet, got me blowin through this whole bag She got Bs, spend some cheese, now they double Ds Thought I had to free, kick her out, my mama comin home at three Ho thicker-thicker-thicker than a fuckin Snicker Drug dealer, professional pot-whipper In the winter, buy your ho a chinchilla I just bought my bitch them Kylie Jenner lip fillers Man, oh my God She Instagram famous but she cant keep a job Man, oh my God Swipe her 30-inch weave on her sugar daddy card Man, oh my God Her doctor got her bustin out her motherfuckin bra Man, oh my God She Uber to a nigga with no car Talkin bout the relish, I do not embellish Jacket got wings, Trues got propellers Gave all my old Margielas to my boy Marcellus Pulled up with no laces, had the whole block jealous Oh, Jesus Christ, I dont need advice Wild nigga life, tell em read my rights Man it hot tonight, lucky I wore my ice 15 in the game, baby girl, I got stripes Ka-Ka-Kanye dressed me up like a doll Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball Bitch, this the dream team, magic as I recall Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls I was out in Spain rockin a Medusa head I aint never have to give a rap producer head If I do, though, Ima write a book like Supahead This aint wonder that Im makin, this that super bread Splish, splash, fuck him in a hurry, quick, fast Still a pink wig, thick ass, whiplash Got him cummin, cummin, Roger, over, dispatch Said my box is the best, he met his match I got all these bitches wantin to be Barbie dolls Barbie Dreamhouse, pink and purple marble walls Pull-Pull up in that Barbie Rari, finna bury yall She threw dirt on my name, ended up at her own burial Kanye dressed me up like a doll Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball Bitch, this the dream team, magic as I recall Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls Ka-Ka-Kanye dressed me up like a doll Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball Bitch, this the dream team, Fif is on call Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls Tiki Taki, Spanish mami, she a hot tamale Make her spend that money, dummy, go retarded for me Pop it, pop it, she get started, she wont ever stop it Little thottie, thottarati choosin everybody

Uh Yeah Oh, thats London On Da Track, run that shit back We got London On Da Track Swervin’ How you look so perfect on your worst days? Double C your purses, you deserve it Niggas in your DM, they be thirsty , and in person But youre curvin Curvy little body, love your surface Yeah, I’m all on your body, make you nervous I like the way you keep up with your earnings Yeah, its okay, cause you swervin I fuck you from the back and leave you turnin The type to make you feel like Im so worth it Blame my ex, that bitch, she did me dirty Had me fall in love and then she curved me New Louboutin, you would think I’m bleedin’ from my toes Dick all inside of you, make you freeze, make you pose I want you to get up on your knees and your toes I see one of my enemies, they gon freeze like they cold I swear I ain’t no killer, but test me if you want You dont want my adrenaline rushin, leave me alone So much shit up on my mind, I cant think, yeah All my niggas rock designer like they scream Got the AP covered, diamonds with baguettes, yeah I thought everything was right, that’s when you left, yeah Swervin How you look so perfect on your worst days? Double C your purses, you deserve it Niggas in your DM, they be thirsty , and in person But youre curvin Curvy little body, love your surface Yeah, Im all on your body, make you nervous I like the way you keep up with your earnings Yeah, its okay, you be swervin Where these bitches at? Im in the V with the tints Got the FN on my body and the clip on hollow tips Niggas say they gon rob me and they still aint do shit Catch her waitin in the lobby, Ima give her this dick Man, where these niggas at? Man, where these niggas at? We gon pull up big bodies with the Rugers in the back I got Rugers and the MACs, pump leave a nigga flat Talkin hot, we spin the block, we gon leave him where he at Like, where these niggas at? Ayy, where these niggas at? Ima pull up in the big body with the fuckin MAC If the opps try to turn my song off, run it back Used to have the pack in my long johns, now I rap If a nigga wanna act out, got the MAC out I aint got no fuckin back-up, thats a man down I aint got the fuckin forty, knock his teeth out Spin back with the Ruger, air the block out Swervin How you look so perfect on your worst days? Double C your purses, you deserve it Niggas in your DM, they be thirsty , and in person But youre curvin Curvy little body, love your surface Yeah, Im all on your body, make you nervous I like the way you keep up with your earnings Yeah, its okay, cause you swervin The way that I live my life is amazing Back to back big bodies, no more dreams, yeah So much shit up on my mind, I couldnt think, yeah All my niggas rock designer like they scream, yeah Got the AP covered, diamonds with baguettes, yeah Say my name in your song and its lit, yeah Been waiting for a nigga like this, yeah We got London On Da Track

Haciendo el amor, a la misma vez tú te toca Bebé, no te pasa nada, vuélvete loca Y tu novio te trata mal, él no te controla He said... Mi diablita Ella se pone pornográfica en la intimidad Y su marido no la valora y la deja sola Y yo siempre la estoy esperando con mi pistola Y conmigo ella siempre se moja Bebecita Tu hombre te ama pero tú le ere infiel Porque tú ere una diabla dentro de una mujer Y cuando se esconde el sol tú quiere beber, hija e Lucifer Bebecita Tu hombre te ama pero tú le ere infiel Porque tú ere una diabla dentro de una mujer Y cuando se esconde el sol, tú quieres beber, hija e Lucifer Baby, con ra-ta-ta-ta-ta Baby, yo soy tu criminal Baby go ra-ta-ta-ta-ta Baby, tu novio lo va a olvidar Baby, con ra-ta-ta-ta-ta Baby, conmigo te va a mudar Baby, con ra-bang-bang-bang-bang Baby, do un tiro, lo voa matar ¿Pa qué?, ¿pa qué?, ¿pa qué? ¿Pa qué vas a serle fiel? ¿Pa qué?, ¿pa qué?, ¿pa qué? Baby, olvídate de él Tú ere mi diablita y yo soy tu demonio Un amor de manicomio Y si te veo con él, yo te odio Siempre me tiene en insomnio Medusa, Versace Siempre hacemo la sei-nueve como Tekashi Y yo te rompo to en secreto, Illuminati Y ella se baja conmigo en la disco en el Ferrari Fumando mari Y tú te hiciste tu cuerpo, bebé, en R.D Y chingamos y siempre nos venimos a la vez Te hice el amor y en tu piel me enredé Y mi bicho en tu totito te tatué Oh-oh-oh Bebé, tú eres mía, ese hombre olvídalo-o-o Y rebota esas nalgas bailándome reggaetó-ó-ón Bebecita Tu hombre te ama pero tú le ere infiel Porque tú eres una diabla dentro de una mujer Y cuando se esconde el sol tú quiere beber; hija e Lucifer Bebecita Tu hombre te ama pero tú le ere infiel Porque tú eres una diabla dentro de una mujer Y cuando se esconde el sol tú quiere beber; hija e Lucifer Mi diablita Ella se pone pornográfica, no es tímida Y su hombre no la valora, la deja sola Y siempre la estoy esperando con mi pistola Siempre se enamora, mi diablita

Bitch, we in the city on that hot shit Lookin for a bitty on that thot shit Y’all aint gettin money, nigga, stop this I been ’round the globe talkin hot shit I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it Bitch, we in the city on that hot shit Lookin for a bitty on that thot shit Yall aint gettin money, nigga, stop this I been round the globe talkin hot shit I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it I do my own shit, I don’t need 50 niggas to roll with Folk shit, I’m on my doley, Im on my boss shit I do my own shit, fuck all them niggas I used to roll with I know you used to see me with niggas, but that’s that old shit Real nigga, quick to pull a fucking trigger Fed niggas definition of a real nigga Fuck nigga, quick to fuckin hate, nigga Bitch nigga, definition of a bitch nigga Now wildin, ready for all the violence I don’t need a nigga jacking that he riding I got this four fifth, this shit all up on my hip I blow that shit, now you where Bobby Shmurdas hat went! Bitch, we in the city on that hot shit Lookin for a bitty on that thot shit Yall aint gettin money, nigga, stop this I been round the globe talkin hot shit I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it Kick her out, Im gettin money now, actin funny now Thought she love me, but she only tryna fuck me for the clout Saw the Patek all bust down, charter run down Bitch hit me on a touchdown, but I curved it They be beggin me to keep the bitch, but I dont need the bitch Ray Charles, John Cena shit, I cant see the bitch In the DM sendin naked pics, Uber that bitch But I send her in the pool even though Im rich as shit Its fuckin Tr— Oh wait, I forgot you cant say that shit You can go start with everything else that start with a T, though Its fuckin Trojan Its fuckin Target Its fuckin— Hahahaha

Catch an asthma attack, the way we pull up on ya Put the pump to his chest, make a nigga cough up You a bum and you stressed, and thats why you lost her Met a nigga from the X, niggas need to boss up She gon eat, you want beef, but this aint no burger All my songs on repeat, thats whats up, your word up I was young with the heat, walkin round with burners Wishin I could wish for anything like Timmy Turner Na-na-oh, nah-oh Na-na-oh, nah-oh Na-na-oh, nah-oh Why this bitch tryna play me? Are you crazy? Pocket rocket in my cargos, like the Navy Put this Tommy to his brain, please, like he Brady Heartbreakin on the daily, can you save me? Why is bitches tryna play me? Are you crazy? I cant let her have my baby, you not my baby I cant let her have my baby, Im actin shady Heartbreaking on the daily, can you save me? Yall gotta move, give me some room, Im bout to shoot Boom! Everybody runnin out the room Boom! Everybody beggin Dont shoot Boom! Nigga, who the fuck asked you? You a bum, are you dumb? Try me, I got this gun Run, nigga, if Im here, dont come Bitch, you was expectin for me to hit Thats a dub, I know you put a hole in that shit Sawed off in the damn drawer Got the .30 in my drawers, gotta hold my pants up Only time she ever call is for the banana I dont even check my call log, I dont answer Why this bitch tryna play me? Are you crazy? Pocket rocket in my cargos, like the Navy Put this Tommy to his brain, please, like he Brady Heartbreakin on the daily, can you save me? Why this bitch tryna play me? Is she crazy? That bitch know Im number one, like Tracy McGrady Know I got this .380, its on safety I know all these niggas hate me, wont let it faze me Fuck nigga Ima swerve in the Maybach, Ima do some damage Niggas sit the fuck down if you dont understand us I heard niggas talkin bout they gon run down on us Pull up windows down in the fuckin Lamb truck Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na, yeah Scott Storch

Yung Lan on the track Okay, tick tock, Audemars wrist watch I keep a stick, I keep a big Glock You get hit, I do not miss shots I keep a stick, I tell her, Kick rocks Okay, get rocks, wrist go drip, drop I do not kiss, you making shit hot You think Im dumb, I aint no kid Thought you was in love You aint my bitch, nah She on my drip drop She aint never went both ways, but I made them lip lock Left her at the condo for days, she was at the tip top Might as well throw away the key, I got the streets locked I been drinkin all this lean, I know I need to stop Hoppin out of stolen cars, and we shoot chops at opps Two flooded out Rolexes, they dont tick or tock Lemme catch your lil shorty, she gettin picked apart Everything up to par I got them big rocks in my ear, nuggets I got my whole team flooded Saks Off Fifth, Im with your bitch She buying everything I wanted She fly me out to Waikiki LV all on her bikini Take her money, go Houdini I call her when I want eat-eat On my feet, you see them CCs Neck and ears, you see them VVs On my jeans, you see them GGs Treat that bitch like she a fefe Big body Benz, thats beep-beep Hit it in the back of the Jeep-Jeep That bitch know she a freak-freak And the pussy staying on leak-leak Okay, tick tock, Audemars wrist watch I keep a stick, I keep a big Glock You get hit, I do not miss shots I keep a stick, I tell her, Kick rocks Okay, get rocks, wrist go drip, drop I do not kiss, you making shit hot You think Im dumb, I aint no kid Thought you was in love You aint my bitch, nah

Trilogy Yeah, yeah, go get the strap Yeah, yeah, go get the strap Yeah, yeah, go get the strap Go get the strap nigga, go get the strap Fuck that, niggas out here active, blood Whats brackin? Youll never catch us lackin, blood You stupid, you think we aint packin, blood? Fuck wrong with you? I dont like the way you actin, blood Get the grip, find an opp, give him the whole clip Thats his car pullin up, shoot up the whole whip Thats his man, hit him too, that nigga down with him Check his Gram, see who else be hangin around with him He could get it him too, nigga, go get the strap Load it up, spin the block, I know where them niggas at Where they at? Who they with? Them niggas gettin smoked Line em up; they aint hard to find, all them niggas broke O-Dog, Nino Brown, Michael Jordan, what? Be like Mike, yeah right, I wanted to be like Tut Big Cuban, flooded Rollie, I see ya eyin it Get ya clapped if I think you think about trying it Aight, so boom, first up, all yall niggas suck my dick Matter of fact, suck my dick with your mothers lips Ah, ah, ah, niggas runnin out they mouth Yall dead-ass like I wont punch you in your fuckin mouth? Matter of fact, Ima smack fire out you, boy Are you dumb? Ima beat the brakes off you, boy You some, Gas what I smoke, nigga Nah, on this dick your mother choke, nigga Yeah, yeah, go get the strap Yeah, yeah, go get the strap Yeah, yeah, go get the strap Go get the strap nigga, go get the strap Man, fuck that, my niggas bout that action, blood Catch one frame, my niggas got that strap in, blood They scrappin, my niggas get to clappin, blood Fuck wrong with you? I dont like how you actin, blood I am not gang-gang, I do not gang bang But play me like Im pussy, I will pull up and bang-bang Niggas get knocked out, then say they gon pop out Hop out, uwop out, and air the whole block out Blow the whole stock out, and Im bout what Im bout Im a one-man band, I bring the drum out and dump it Bend your block, one oclock, blowin the trumpet Im with the shits, my niggas still hit the licks Im stupid rich, still doin some stupid shit You niggas know the vibes, scared to come outside Thats the third time youve been got, second time you was shot Your man just aint your man, he saw us first and fuckin ran We on a different type of time, you on some different shit Now nigga, dont you play with me, play with a bitch I aint ran into a problem that I cant fix Hit your ass upside the head with a full stick Yeah, yeah, go get the strap Yeah, yeah, go get the strap Yeah, yeah, go get the strap Go get the strap nigga, go get the strap Yeah, yeah, go get the strap Yeah, yeah, go get the strap Yeah, yeah, go get the strap Go get the strap nigga, go get the strap

M-M-M-Murda She want me, I aint want her, ooh She want me to be her boo You so silly, dont get it confused Now turn around, drop it low, pick it up, ooh Big bank, we gettin paid over here Broke niggas, go stand over there Fake ass hoes, go meet em over there Little booties, they matter over here Now stop Wait a minute, now Im back at it Back at it like a mothafuckin crack addict Sex addict, Im a mothafuckin sex addict Hit shorty from the back, got her back crackin Back crackin, b-back crackin I love ho bitches, thats my fuckin problem Yeah, I like to fuck hoes, I got a fuckin problem Bang, bang, bang and a chicken wing, bitch Yeah, I know you love how I put it down, bitch Drop down and pick your weave up, girl Drop down and get your Eagle on, girl Head downtown and pick the eaters up, girl You know them chicken-heads eat it up, girl She want me, I aint want her, ooh She want me to be her boo You so silly, dont get it confused Now turn around, drop it low, pick it up, ooh Big bank, we gettin paid over here Broke niggas, go stand over there Fake ass hoes, go meet em over there Little booties, they matter over here That pussy get wetter than yours That head is better than yours I flew her out so I could fuck on tour Flew her back cause my girlfriend saw her They tried to say I wasnt black no more About as black as Macklemore They dont like me cause Im Mexican Sent me back, now Im back again Uh, just bought a piece of Fashion Nova Your girlfriend look like a ogre Nigga, fat bitches need love too My fault, Ye, I wasnt sober Who the fuck gon listen to Ebro? All these niggas so emo Fuck that nigga, Im the mothafuckin shit Another old nigga on a young nigga dick N-N-Niggas tried to say that I was canceled When I asked them questions, couldnt answer How Ye? How Ye? How, Sway? Nigga its fucking- Yo, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, woah, woah, woah You cannot say that, bro, cmon She want me, I aint want her, ooh She want me to be her boo You so silly, dont get it confused Now turn around, drop it low, pick it up, ooh Big bank, we gettin paid over here Broke niggas, go stand over there Fake ass hoes, go meet em over there Little booties, they matter over here Now stop

Ima do my dance in this bih She front on me, I throw bands at the bih All up in my pants and Im rich All up on the couch dancing on shit, yeah Pay me in advance, off rip Tell lil mama do the dance on the dick Shooter with me got his hands on the strr Brrt brrt, we aint throwin hands in this bitch, no We aint throwin hands in this bih Throw a couple bands in the bih Tell the bitches do the dance on the dick Handstand off the bando and she lit, lit I aint playin with no wannabe tough nigga I aint playin with no wannabe thug nigga In the hood, you a rat, you a dub, nigga, fuck nigga I stay with the blicky, glttt-pow, are you dumb nigga? If a nigga feel froggy, let him through, let him through Standin right in your face, nigga, do what you do Big homie look at me, like shoot, Im like, Who? I got the big MAC, kick-back, blow your whole shit back Bitch, move When I walk up in the room, bitch, move Who was talkin jockin the Xan, like boom Bet he want static til they see me, like move But there he go right there, boom-boom-boom! We aint throwin hands in this bih Throw a couple bands in the bih Tell the bitches do the dance on the dick Handstand off the bando and she lit, lit We aint throwin hands in this bih Throw a couple bands in the bih Tell the bitches do the dance on the dick Handstand off the bando and she lit, lit Woo! I got my money and my⁠—mm Bitch, I said I got my money and my Ritalin I got Rolls Royces, I got coupes, I paid tuitions My diamonds 12 different colors like a sissy Yeah, Patek Philippes, I forgot to mention I got suspended, I didnt have to do the dishes I did it up and I didnt never ever listen 20 cars deep, we aint worried about winnin 6ix9ine , bang red like Heinz Im a snake, nigga, 6 shots in ya spine Money call me, Ima pick up every time And I got the bands in this bitch, yeah We aint throwin hands in this bih Throw a couple bands in the bih Tell the bitches do the dance on the dick Handstand off the bando and she lit, lit We aint throwin hands in this bih Throw a couple bands in the bih Tell the bitches do the dance on the dick Handstand off the bando and she lit, lit Scum Gang!

Yeah, straight mob ties, five brothers, SLS TR3YWAY shit, east side, yuh Goldfinger, oh-oh Gigi, yuh Gigi, what? Gigi, yeah, uh Ay, ay, ay Yo, Gringo, let that shit breathe! Wish I could bring Pun back, blaow, nigga, run that Til they let Remmy out, we gon let these semis out Wish I could bring Stacks back, Chad, let the MAC clap Til they free Biggavel, gotta give you niggas hell Blicky make that nigga yell, beam hit his knees Made him scream, when that nigga fell, shootout with the law Or the morgue fore I sit in jail, niggas say they love me I can see it in these niggas eyes, they dont wish me well I dont need their company, they smilin when a nigga fell Seein that Im poppin in the shots, Im like the Durell Order stitches for these snitches, dead men tell no tales Diggin ditches for these niggas, toss em in, so well Drive-by, leave him in the street, nigga, road kill HBA, gold fronts, let me guess, So trill? Nigga, this is New York, make the wrong move And the goons let the tool spark, work hard and move salt 8 Ball like pool holes, cracked like the pavement Diesel like the gas station, trap out the basement Blow in the Pyrex, mask on our faces Let em act sketch, but this lead will erase em, on gang 6ix9ine, loco vato Gringo Chapo, Coco Jambo Lemon sweet, fruity rainbow Zkittlez juicy, cherry haze flow 6ix9ine , loco vato Gringo Chapo , Coco Jambo Lemon sweet , fruity rainbow Zkittlez juicy , cherry haze flow Oh-oh, la vida loco El Chapo Gringo, Brooklyn, 6ix9ine-Kombo Mike Tyson Knockout, Goldkopf Versace Drei Streifen Einkauf, Combat Konami „BILLY“, „TATI,“, Tekashi Berlin, 44Gringo Abi, harbi? Tabi, Mickey and Minnie, Fix-Cookie und Brownie Drug noise, love me, love me Blue Light, City hell, Waage ist digital New-York-City-Gangs, Mama, Im a criminal Orale carnal, international, Diggi Fettness und Business, smoke Haze-Blunt, Biggie Rick and Morty, Walkie-Talkie, run, run Enemy number one, vamonos, police come 6ix9ine, loco vato Gringo Chapo, Coco Jambo Lemon sweet, fruity rainbow Zkittlez juicy, cherry haze flow 6ix9ine , loco vato Gringo Chapo , Coco Jambo Lemon sweet , fruity rainbow Zkittlez juicy , cherry haze flow Gigi, yeah Gigi, what? Gigi, yeah, ah Gigi, yeah Gigi, what? Gigi, yeah, ah Gang!

Brr Anuel Real Hasta La Muerte, baby Uah ¿Qué tengo que hacer Pa que tú sea mi mujer? Baby, dime qué tengo que hacer He said, Mi nena Tú ere una diabla Y tú ere mala Baby, no te vaya Mátame-eh Tú ere una diabla Y tú ere mala Baby, no te vaya Devórame-eh Oh-oh-oh-oh Sé que me extraña Oh-oh-oh-oh Tú en mi cama Baby, tú ere mala Tú en mi cama Baby, no te vaya Devórame-eh, uah ¿Qué tengo que hacer Pa que tú sea mi mujer? Baby, ¿dime qué tengo que hacer Pa que tú sea mi mujer? Uah ¿Qué tengo que hacer Pa que tú sea mi mujer? Baby, ¿dime qué tengo que hacer Pa que tú sea mi mujer? Yo voy con lo diablo pa allá Ven con tus amigas pa acá Rebota esas nalga pa acá Y nos vamo y nos comemo allá Yo voy con los diablo pa allá, pa allá Baby, ven con tus amigas pa acá, pa acá Rebota esas nalga pa atrá, pa atrá Y nos vamo y nos comemo allá Baby, tú ere mala Tú en mi cama Baby, no te vaya Devórame-eh, uah Tú ere una diabla Y tú ere mala Baby, no te vaya Mátame-eh Oh-oh-oh-oh Bebiendo baila Oh-oh-oh-oh Diabla en mi cama Dos mil, Louboutin los tacone Ella se emborracha y en cuatro se pone Y siempre me pide que no la traicione Y siempre lo hacemo, pero sin condone, eh-eh Y se me trepa encima Y tá to mojao el clima Y con la perla yo voy pa encima Y me dice: Qué rico tú me lastimas, uah Sudando y bailándome Caliente y tocándome Y ella no para de beber Y adentro e ti yo vo a enloquecer Tú ere una diabla Y tú ere mala Baby, no te vaya Mátame-eh Baby, tú ere mala Tú en mi cama Baby, no te vaya Devórame-eh Real Hasta La Muerte, baby Real Hasta La Muerte, baby Uah Mira, dime 6ix9ine, lo Intocable, lo Illuminati Brr, Anuel Uah, uah Bebecita Bebe-Bebecita

Nasty, nasty, nasty Nasty, nasty, nasty, yeah Shake it, fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami Jiggy lil bitch, jiggle on the dick Watery, she puckerin and shit Guzzle, guzzle it Eat it, she a doggie ass bitch Muzzle up her shit She just want the ecstasy and shit Trippy, trippy in this bitch Yeah, that bitchll pop it if I tip her Bend her up, dick her Pockets on Monopoly, big-big spender Big-big tipper, big-big trigger Big-big pockets on my big-big dick-a, uh Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami Make it nasty, nasty, nasty Make it nasty, nasty, nasty Make it nasty, nasty, nasty Make it nasty, nasty, nasty I know a hundred lil niggas, hundred lil niggas Thatll really hunt a lil nigga, hurt a lil nigga Yous a lil bummy lil nigga, dirty lil nigga Yous a lil bummy lil nigga, ugly ass nigga Niggas act dumb when I act dumb-dumb Tell em dont act dumb cause Im dumber How many shots could a nigga duck-duck? Tell em duck down fore he get boomed Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami

Trapped on one stop, served my own block, bought my own watch Loaded Glock, lettin that thing pop , they cant freeze us Skybox, we been at the top, they cant see us Big knots, fuck the dirty cops They cant seize nothin Big shot, fuck that little thot, I dont need yall I stay high, fucked her and forgot, like amnesia Real fly, yellow Prada socks, bumblebee, uh Im that guy, Dior suit and tie, fresh and clean, uh The streets so cold, gotta ride wit a pole Gotta stay ready for the smoke, cause niggas tryna take my soul I cant go Thought niggas was my bros, but they changed though Niggas dont know shit bout that How the fuck a nigga switch like that? Gotta ride with a stick bout that Pull a grip from the hip like that Keep it around me, I cant never lack Niggas around me, they stay with the strap Move from around me, or you could get whacked I see an opp and Im leavin him flat, oh-oh Percocet, bitches on me, Im a walkin brand Stackin these bands, show like 80 a grand, hoes in the Sprinter van Pullin up sprayin, bullet holes in the trash cans, Ima erase your man Gunna again, Ill never follow your trend, nigga, you do what you can Trapped on one stop, served my own block, bought my own watch Loaded Glock, lettin that thing pop , they cant freeze us Skybox, we been at the top, they cant see us Big knots, fuck the dirty cops, they cant seize nothin Big shot, fuck that little thot, I dont need yall I stay high, fucked her and forgot, like amnesia Real fly, yellow Prada socks, bumblebee, uh Im that guy, Dior suit and tie, fresh and clean, uh I cant sleep, just took em off the team Had to break it down to three Get on one knee I prayed to the Lord that Hed watch my family Thinking this bitch gon wait on me Thinking my fans remember me Thinking my friends remember me Nigga, dont switch up on me Cant tell me shit, specially not no bitch Ten for ten with this shit Ima still drop these hits, Ima still pop my shit Got a Draco with the kick Glock .30, hollow tips Ride around with that shit all on my hip See an opp, let it hit Lately, I been on some suck my dick shit Bitch, Im stressin, oh, bitch, Im stressin Mama sayin, Dont cry, count your blessings I cant sleep, I cant sleep I cant, uh

Akademiks Music Suwoo! Gltt, brra, brra, brra, brr, brr Lets bang, nigga Blood Walk They dont really understand how my fuckin Blood talk Red flag, red Chucks, when the motherfuckin Blood walk When you hear Suwoo, thats the motherfuckin Blood call 100K, you can come and book a nigga for a Blood walk Akademiks Music Damo Prende, motherfuckers This is that Black Wall Street That bad-ass motivation That Nine Trey gangster shit, baby This is TR3YWAY I keep a red flag hangin out my backside Only on the right side, yeah, thats the Blood side And Im bangin East-Side Shoutout to the West-Side, but Im bangin Red-Stuy Nigga, I ran into the Blood I done ran into the cuz Get it, cuz show me love So we both throw it up Suwoo, you gon hear that When a nigga woo, nigga, woo back La-di-da-di, love to party Ayo, Shotti, start the party Blood Walk They dont really understand how my fuckin Blood talk Red flag, red Chucks, when the motherfuckin Blood walk When you hear Suwoo, thats the motherfuckin Blood call 100K, you can come and book a nigga for a Blood walk

Ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like, Ah, ooh, ayy Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like, Ah, ooh, ayy Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like, Ah, ooh, ayy Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like, Ah, ooh, ayy 1400 Gang, bitch, I keep me some shooters My chain shine hard like your momma medulla Im stoned up in the club, bitch, I feel like Medusa You talk down, yeah, pussy boy, Ima shoot you Im a gorilla, ayy Yeah, big bank, Im about my skrilla, ayy Yeah, Im gettin all this money, big drug-dealer, ayy Trippie Redd, bitch, know Im with the fitted, ayy Oh yeah, bitch, Im really in the villainy Huh, yeah, all the money Throwin all the money Throwin all the hundreds, yeah Throwin all the money Throwin all the hundreds, yeah Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like, Ah, ooh, ayy Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like, Ah, ooh, ayy Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like, Ah, ooh, ayy Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like, Ah, ooh, ayy I just fuck em, I dub em No kissin, no lovin Yall bitches is buggin, my niggas savage, they thuggin You run up, we bustin We not with the fuck shit We pull up to function and air it out, no discussion Yall thought I was screamin I laugh, Im the demon I pop me a bean, now Im cool and Im leanin Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like, Ah, ooh, ayy Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like, Ah, ooh, ayy Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like, Ah, ooh, ayy Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like, Ah, ooh, ayy Ooh , ooh Ooh , she like, Ooh Ooh , ooh Ooh , she like, Ooh Ooh , ooh Ooh , she like, Ooh Ooh , ooh Ooh, she like, Ooh Hit from the back and that bitch is like, Ooh Screamin my name, fuckin the ho from the back And you know she gon grab on my, ooh And you know Uno gon swool with the loot Ooh , ooh Ooh , ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh My chain dont go around These hoes go around They on go right now I dont know about now Say she wanna fuck me on my floor right now She bow down to me and she blow me right now Thats your ho right now Thats my ho right now Thats your side of town Thats my side of town Nigga run up on me, I should blow him right now Hit it from the back and watch that ho act out Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like, Ah, ooh, ayy Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back, the back I hit the bitch from the back, ayy She like, Ah, ooh, ayy She like, Ah, ooh, oh, ayy Ayy, bitch

Squad! Its fuckin TR3YWAY Farid Bang, whats poppin? Shout out to SCH Capo, let it breathe! Juh-Dee on the beat Helal Money Kartell, die Magnum liegt im Benzer Capo, 6ix9ine und mein Choya Farid Bang, Chab Selfmade-Millionär, immer unterwegs wie Weltstars Salam alaikum, international Gangstas, Gangstas Gangstas, Gangstas, Gangstas International Gangstas, Gangstas, Gangstas International Gangstas, Gangstas, Gangstas International Gangstas, Gangstas, Gangstas All these pipes in my trunk like Im plumbin and shit Spinnin through your block, sound like we drummin and shit Boy, this FN got a kick, look like Im puntin some shit Sniper on the roof, scope look like he huntin your clique Baseball bat to his Yankee hat Make a lil nigga FaceTime my gat Pop that shit, he acrobat Leave a nigga flat on the playground mat Call 911, but he cant come back Shoulda never got caught without that Always got my strap, up that, ASAP When that Ruger clap, your medulla splat None of my niggas got nothin to lose They might just up it and dump it at you All of my niggas, they shootin to shoot All of my niggas, they shootin to shoot All I hang with is savages, goons Really aint nothin to up it at you Pull up and you gon end up in a tomb Pull up and you gon end up in a tomb Woah, wait, stay with a strap Woah, wait, I do not lack Woah, wait, you gettin clapped Woah, wait, I do not cap Woah, wait, I stay with a Ruger Woah, wait, I am a shooter Woah, wait, off Molly, Im booted Woah, wait, I told you Im ruthless Helal Money Kartell, die Magnum liegt im Benzer Capo, 6ix9ine und mein Choya Farid Bang, Chab Selfmade-Millionär, immer unterwegs wie Weltstars Salam alaikum, international Gangstas, Gangstas Gangstas, Gangstas, Gangstas International Gangstas, Gangstas, Gangstas International Gangstas, Gangstas, Gangstas International Gangstas, Gangstas, Gangstas Oh, nur wegen meim Inkassoprogramm Zeigt mich heute wieder der Verfassungsschutz an Los Ángeles, México, Narco-Mula Farid Bang, el aléman Chapo Guzmán Ich habe paar Mocros mit bei Nutte, ich bin loco, will Streit Und meine Brieftasche, sie sieht aus Wie der Kopf von 6ix9ine Rapper, sie können die Miete nicht zahln Fahren Benz dank Leasingvertrag Kommst du in die Hood als Zivi getarnt Verlässt du sie in nem riesigen Sarg Baller gegen Jetlag Lines Mache sie mit AMEX klein Damals mit der S6 heim Heute mit dem S 63 Ich mache Welle vor Teenagern Und täusche bei der Bitch an in nem Daimler-Benz Mach ruhig auf G, gib vor, was zu sein Was du nicht bist wien Geheimagent Ficke die Mütter der Rapper Sie wissen genau, dieser Banger ist krank Ich flieg nach Amerika, ficke den Jenner Clan Und den Kardashian-Mann, ey Woah, wey, Banger Musik Woah, wey, renn oder schieß Woah, wey, das Ende vom Lied Woah, wey, ne Menge Profit Helal Money Kartell, die Magnum liegt im Benzer Capo, 6ix9ine und mein Choya Farid Bang, Chab Selfmade-Millionär, immer unterwegs wie Weltstars Salam alaikum, international Gangstas, Gangstas Gangstas, Gangstas, Gangstas International Gangstas, Gangstas, Gangstas International Gangstas, Gangstas, Gangstas International Gangstas, Gangstas, Gangstas Yeux tous rouges comme un blood Fils de pute, viens pas dans mon hood Trois six et jcause à Ézéchiel On tarrache ta mère, la roue tourne Heavy, heavy, heavy, arm Tu la prends, nous, on la tend Heavy, heavy, heavy, arm Tu la prends, nous, on la vend, ouais Du liquide et jmets des touchdowns En appuie, y a pas lombre dun round Fuck les cops, on a les mêmes armes Enculé, des reufs, jen ai plein ltard-mi En appuie, y a pas lombre dun round Fuck les cops, on a les mêmes armes Pull up sur toi dans mon véhicule, tiens mon doigt Jmets ta te-tê dans lréticule, putana Drive-by, 1.3, jsuis sur la moto Gang comme Ochoa, crève tas pas lchoix, il reste que tes photos Arrête de chanter, nous on fait, nous, on fait vraiment Tu grimpes sur ma bite, jpasse la six dans mon Fefe blanc Cest Marseille bébé, criminel jusquà Düsseldorf Jvais rayer ton cuir fils de tain-p, attends qujcasse une Smirnoff Helal Money Kartell, die Magnum liegt im Benzer Capo, 6ix9ine und mein Choya Farid Bang, Chab Selfmade-Millionär, immer unterwegs wie Weltstars Salam alaikum, international Gangstas, Gangstas Gangstas, Gangstas, Gangstas International Gangstas, Gangstas, Gangstas International Gangstas, Gangstas, Gangstas International Gangstas, Gangstas, Gangstas

Ransom got that sauce in it Se pinta los labio, hoy no tiene horario Quiere que la busque en la Lambo Esta noche coronamo Dale, para terminar lo que empezamo Oh-oh, baila morena, baila morena Oh-oh, baila morena, baila morena Oh-oh, baila morena, baila morena Oh-oh, oh-oh Una nena así me hacía falta Que metiera mi mano por su falda Se ve que no e santa Es como yo, que le gusta la maldad Dale, baby, no sea mala No pare de moverte que eso me encanta Bebecita, dame una, una probaíta Tú ere una mamacita Cuando chingamo, baby, tú nunca te quita Mueve to ese booty, tan chulita como Anitta Tú tá dura, manina, nini, yaya Dame tequila, no quiero vaina Baila, le subo la mini, yaya Tráeme bebida, no quiero agua Quiero manina, nini, yaya Dame tequila, no quiero vaina Baila, le subo la mini, yaya Tráeme bebida, no quiero agua Ponte friki, frikitona Tú ere una chapi-chapiadora Ella e bellaquísima, pero no se enamora Mami, y chingando hay que darte un diploma Ninguna se te iguala Ella me dice: Vente, papi, me la saca Y me baila flow Shakira, waka-waka Ella tiene culo bello pero e flaca La baby e flaca Quiero manina, nini, yaya Dame tequila, no quiero vaina Baila, le subo la mini, yaya Tráeme bebida, no quiero agua La baby tá borracha Rakatá, rakatá, rakatá, rakatá Rakatá, rakatá, rakatá, rakatá Mami, ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta Quiero mainini, nini, yaya Dame tequila, no quiero vaina Baila, le subo la mini, yaya Tráeme bebida, no quiero agua Luian Mambo Kingz Jowny BF

Boom, boom, uh Hear that hot shit we really pop shit When we drop shit, you copped it, we really drop shit Who got the keys to the locksmith? Im finna flock shit Yall be all upon my dick like this gon make yall profit, look Hit his matha-tha, that shit go bananas, na-na, na-na-na I dont beef with Gerbers, he a baby, goo-goo, ga-ga-ga Grra-ta-ta, .40 hit him, make him do the cha-cha-cha Nah, nah, nah, I dont want the block, I want the ZaZa Are you dumb? You aint spin a block, you a damn lie Suck a dick, you aint kill shit, you let your mans die Tell me you not feelin shit cause we was killin shit Member days when we was hittin shit, dont want to reminisce Look, lil shawty got the body-ody, ody-ody Slimy mouth, she gave mе sloppy-toppy in the Maserati Are you dumb? Whеre couldnt I come? Are you dumb? When you see me, you better run You got your gun? They caught that nigga lackin like a bitch They killed your cousin and your man and you still aint do shit And we still screamin out Gang, gang, gang, look Free the guys in the chain-gang-gang Finna go insane, let it bang, bang, bang Ima up this chopper, get out my way Get out my way Im comin through, boom Go get your fans up, he in the dirt, go pick your mans up Dummy, like fuck a booth, go get a strap, look Its funny, your man is never comin back Boy, you dumb enough, dumb or what? Aint no fightin, boy, that gun is up, go try runnin up She keep sendin me emoji, how she tryna fuck or what? Girl, Im good, already fucked enough, but you could suck me up And we still screamin out Gang, gang, gang, look Free the guys in the chain-gang-gang Finna go insane, let it bang, bang, bang Ima up this chopper, get out my way

Scum Gang Taking passage Project GHXST Drugs in my veins, taking passage Laid out tripping, flipping, addict with the habits Paid a couple thousand for the casket Niggas wont sleep well after being savaged Vertical face split, skip the fucking casings Bags in my eyes and my dreams in the Hell pits Burning all the pictures of the dreams and the mansion Using dirty dishes, mentally Im Charles Manson Smooth nigga, false step, you rise Dont move, nigga, crosshairs in sight The zoo nigga, concrete, both sides Who are you nigga? One step, you die TEKA$HI69 From that Scum fucking Squad No doors, break the walls Scum Gang til I fall Zilla, resurrect out of the crypts The Loch Ness off-rip, green, yellow, the piss The Palm grip, four-fifth, running round in the trench You want shit, talk shit, might rip off your lips If you God, Im Kratos, the black is the rose The flower that bloomed at Selena, its grown The Yokai killer, creeping in the grove Yall niggas pose, Im gone bake in the stove Came to the God, then your jaw got bent Big shit loud, like the block got hit Came outta jail, still hitting them licks Off on bail, still flicking that wrist Want collabs? Aint doing it for nothing Wanna meet up? Scum Gang aint trusting Getting beat up? Not slick, we busting Switchblade hip, square up, Im cutting Acting like you Scum, but it aint in your veins Acting like you Scum, but it aint in your brain Lord of the gauze and the God of the pain Man, I draw with force of the Four Horse-mane Hundred through a thousand to a gold fucking brick You fucking with the rawest of the raws with the grip With the white tee cotton and the shirt say R.I.P. Ten-toes never ever trip, bitch Time slow, eyes closed, I know I aint no blind fool Something media blindfolds, body or mind Time slow, eyes closed, I know I aint no doctor Something media blindfolds Scum Gang, nigga, still no charity Suck my dick, Scum Gang forever, nigga Ayy, Scum Gang, Scum Gang Uh, reaching for the knife, come all the way to murder Deal with it, you got a what now? I got one deal, shut up, nigga Ayy, fuck you, nigga, Scum Gang, nigga Fuck the police, fuck the non-believers, all those niggas Project GHXST Scum, yall niggas out here get Scummy, same thing

Yeah, greatest rapper alive, greatest rapper alive I wanted her, she aint want me, ooh Now she want me, I dont want her, ooh Girl on my phone, cant stand her, ooh If it aint money dont call me, ooh Big bank, chase bank, Billy gang, ooh Face tats, Scum Gang, Fendi gang, ooh If a nigga want smoke, Ill hit him with the deuce-deuce Deuce, spread, spread, cant stand beef, ooh Sucking my dick, yeah, the sloppy, the toppy The voppy, the woppy, she a skeezer, uh She off of the Molly, Im off-ing them shawties Im catching a body, she want all of the blue Hundreds Im thumbin, Im busting, she suckin Can somebody pass me a water or something? Rosé Im sippin, Im pimpin, Im pimpin Im fucking these bitches, Im sippin, Im mixin Vladimir Cauchemar, yeah Let that shit bre-e-e-athe I wanted her, she aint want me, ooh Now she want me, I dont want her, ooh Girl on my phone, cant stand her, ooh If it aint money dont call me, ooh Big bank, chase bank, Billy gang, ooh Face tats, Scum Gang, Fendi gang, ooh If a nigga want smoke, Ill hit him with the deuce-deuce Deuce, spread, spread, cant stand beef, ooh Sucking my dick, yeah, the sloppy, the toppy The voppy, the woppy, she a skeezer, uh She off of the Molly, Im off-ing them shawties Im catching a body, she want all of the blue Hundreds Im thumbin, Im busting, she suckin Can somebody pass me a water or something? Rosé Im sippin, Im pimpin, Im pimpin Im fucking these bitches, Im sippin, Im mixin Sucking my dick, yeah, the sloppy, the toppy The voppy, the woppy, she a skeezer, uh She off of the Molly, Im off-ing them shawties Im catching a body, she want all of the blue Hundreds Im thumbin, Im busting, she suckin Can somebody pass me a water or something? Rosé Im sippin, Im pimpin, Im pimpin Im fucking these bitches, Im sippin, Im mixin Yeah, greatest rapper alive, greatest rapper alive Vladimir Cauchemar Ed Banger Entertainment, yeah TR3YWAY!

Superstaar Beats She suck my dick until she choke, she drink until her liver pop I swear I only love her when that ki up in her fuckin twat Bust it open, bring it back, bust it open, bring it back Bust it open, bring it back, bust it open, bring it back I eat her with my golds in, I fuck her til she swollen I eat her with my golds in, I fuck her til she swollen Bust it open, bring it back, bust it open, bring my racks Bust it open, bring it back, bust it open, bring my racks She keep calling me, texting me, blowing up my fuckin phone And I aint even fuck that bitch, all I did was catch the dome Steady knocking on my door, I aint even fucking home Bitches swinging on my dick, wont leave me the fuck alone Bitch, leave me the fuck alone, bitch, leave me the fuck alone Im just riding with my dogs, we just tryna catch a bone Just a squirrel, in this world, tryna bust a fuckin nut F-C-U and fuck a smut, why yall fuckboys come for smut? Nigga where they do that at When the MAC clap, its a dooby wrap It’s a jack move, black, so your better run that Fore my Jack boys make that Ruger clap Dont make me take my razor and open ya face up Dont make me take my razor and open ya face up Fronts in, these aint grills, homie Scum Life, this aint trill, homie Give a fuck about how you feel, homie Got a .38 and some pills on me Got a lesbian bitch, sucking my dick She know I aint shit, but she still on me Still on me, still on me She know I aint shit, but she still on me She suck my dick until she choke, she drink until her liver pop I swear I only love her when that ki up in her fuckin twat Bust it open, bring it back, bust it open, bring it back Bust it open, bring it back, bust it open, bring it back I eat her with my golds in, I fuck her til she swollen I eat her with my golds in, I fuck her til she swollen Bust it open, bring it back, bust it open, bring my racks Bust it open, bring it back, bust it open, bring my racks Bitch gave me the twinkle, all was she dont wanna wait in line I told her: Patience is a virtue, baby, you should take your time Quit wasting mine, Wallah Dan from that ScumGang69 ScumLife til the day I die, ScumLife til the day I die My momma told me change my life, but did I listen? Hell no! My preacher told me change my life, but did I listen? Hell no! My teacher told me change my life, but did I listen? Hell no! I rep that ScumLife69 until I burn in Hell, yo She suck my dick until she choke, she drink until her liver pop I swear I only love her when that ki up in her fuckin twat Bust it open, bring it back, bust it open, bring it back Bust it open, bring it back, bust it open, bring it back I eat her with my golds in, I fuck her til she swollen I eat her with my golds in, I fuck her til she swollen Bust it open, bring it back, bust it open, bring my racks Bust it open, bring it back, bust it open, bring my racks

Scum Gang! Bang! Run up, kick the door Bang! Fuckin up that pole Bang! Nigga want that smoke Bang! Niggas do that talk Bang! Fuck all that talking, lets go Bang! Niggas dont want war Bang! Fuck all that talking, lets go Bang! Niggas dont want war TEKA$HI69 dont fold, boy TEKA$HI69 on go, boy TEKA$HI69 tote poles, boy Tekashi gon let that go, boy With that black .44, boy Shoot you through your cross, boy Leave you in a hole, boy You gon get exposed, boy Pull up with the Glocks out, red dots out Pull the mops out and the chops out, niggas air it out Go all out, when we back out, thats a blackout Shooters all go, they dont clock out Thats–Thats a man down, when we rain down We dont play around, you get laid down You gon stay down, throw shade now Get flamed now, you erased now Leave you face down on the playground Pull up on a nigga, two-deep Niggas talkin shit so I wanna go see em In a nigga city, ride around with the heat Pop out, Glocks out, niggas aint tryna speak Fire on me, boy must be brazy nigga, uh Rainbow lasers nigga, uh Cut your face with a razor nigga, uh Ambulance cant save you, nigga Bang! Run up, kick the door Bang! Fuckin up that pole Bang! Nigga want that smoke Bang! Niggas do that talk Bang! Fuck all that talking, lets go Bang! Niggas dont want war Bang! Fuck all that talking, lets go Bang! Niggas dont want war Boy, you know you aint thuggin, nigga You aint really on nothin, nigga, you dont want no trouble, nigga You a fumble, nigga, you dont want it with my huddle, nigga Under pressure, youll crumble, nigga Quit frontin, nigga, boy, you need to be humble, nigga Ten toes, I dont stumble, nigga, double-double, nigga Ten shots, ten clips, one clip, I dont got no jumper, nigga Man, I swear this shit no fair You dont wanna end up in them crosshairs Leave a nigga froze up in his Moncler ACOG on his mug, make em more clear And I swear that the niggas deserve it, uh Niggas they snakes, they serpents, uh They pussy and that is my verdict, uh Retaliate then we burnin em I bust and I know that Im hurtin em She suckin him off the Percy, uh She love me, she say Im so perfect, uh Thats your bitch? She suckin my posse up We squaded, we lookin like a mafia Im booted, I pop me a molly, uh Im geekin, Im rowdy, Im fired up I wish a little nigga would try and run up Bang!

I get money when I want to I get bitches when I want to Tote this pistol when I want to Money dance step, hit the one-two You cant bop like this Everybody want my swag, everybody want my drip Had to tell em, Back-back, tell em get off my dick Watch me do the money-dance, watch me hit my skip Bet you cant do it like this, no, you cant do it like this I get money when I want to I get bitches when I want to Tote this pistol when I want to Money dance step, hit the one-two Oh you paid? Well, bitch, Im paid too Dont talk to me, I talk to you If its fuck me, then its fuck you Yeah, its middle finger, fuck you Everybody know I got bands on the way Yes, I make, yes, I make bands every day Everybody been knew that Im gettin paid That Im gettin, that Im gettin, that Im gettin paid Cause you cant bop like this Everybody want my swag, everybody want my drip Had to tell em, Back-back, tell em get off my dick Watch me do the money-dance, watch me hit my skip Bet you cant do it like this, no, you cant do it like this I get money when I want to I get bitches when I want to Tote this pistol when I want to Money dance step, hit the one-two Oh you paid? Well, bitch, Im paid too Dont talk to me, I talk to you If its fuck me, then its fuck you Yeah, its middle finger, fuck you Money coming in, money going out Rappers coming in, rappers going out Funny how they tryna take my style Funny how they tryna break me down Yall niggas better watch yall mouth Yall starting to sound like clowns All these rappers wanna talk that clout I dont know what thats about They wanna rap like this, they wanna talk like this They wanna walk like this, they wanna look like this They wanna be like this, they wanna bop like this They wanna chart like this, niggas, suck my dick You cant do this cause you aint me It drives you niggas crazy It keeps you up at night Cause you cant bop like this Everybody want my swag, everybody want my drip Had to tell em, Back-back, tell em get off my dick Watch me do the money-dance, watch me hit my skip Bet you cant do it like this, no, you cant do it like this I get money when I want to I get bitches when I want to Tote this pistol when I want to Money dance step, hit the one-two Oh you paid? Well, bitch, Im paid too Dont talk to me, I talk to you If its fuck me, then its fuck you Yeah, its middle finger, fuck you

Sticksonthebeat Got me a new Rollie Gotti Gotti, uh Gotti Gotti, uh Gotti Gotti Kay, my block bang , .30 bang Scum Gang, big choppa, big thang, let ya nuts hang Who they? , dont say BBA change ya mood, aye, anyday Gotti Gotti, cookin up, speed it up Double cup, Xanny cup, booted up Mollied up, molly up, break it up Cop it, then I serve it up, give it up Gotti Gotti Count it in a counter then I bring it right back I was just getting money, posted in the trap Told my nigga, Had to go and cop a new whip I went in, had to drop the top on my shit Bought me a Benz, thats a new MayBach, eh I was getting money, now it’s time for payback All you niggas hating, I was on the come-up I had to get the bands, had to run them shits up And now I’m doing good, now I made it out the hood Everything I roll up is only Backwoods Only OG, man, I’m smoking out the pound I keep a lot of work, enough to make your city drown Kay, my block bang , .30 bang Scum Gang, big choppa, big thang, let ya nuts hang Who they? , dont say BBA change ya mood, aye, anyday Gotti Gotti, cookin up, speed it up Double cup, Xanny cup, booted up Mollied up, molly up, break it up Cop it, then I serve it up, give it up Gotti Gotti Gotti Gotti Ayy, ayy Gotti, Gotti Ayy Billy that, Billy up, Billy that, Billy Up, Billy niggas Gotti Gotti Ayy, ayy

6ix9ine, we gonna make these haters burn You know that shit, back in the store Get your money up, not your funny up, you on? My niggas got a streetsweeper, air the whole block out Ill fuck around and blow the whole stock out Real street nigga, we gon’ fuck around and pop out See them black trucks? We gon hop out We gon bend your block and we gon’ spin again We aint hit his head, so we gon spin again If she wanna fuck, she gotta bring a friend That bitch, she a 5, but off Henny, she a 10 Nobody can touch my clique All these other rappers, suck my dick My pockets thicker than your filled up lips And my homies be shooting you if you keep talk shit I told you, no respect Just fill my pockets with stacks Ima getting loads up Guns ready, load up Netherlands I blow up I aint working with you punk ass rappers no more This is my glow up, homie My niggas got a streetsweeper, air the whole block out Ill fuck around and blow the whole stock out Real street nigga, we gon fuck around and pop out See them black trucks? We gon hop out We gon’ bend your block and we gon’ spin again We aint hit his head, so we gon’ spin again If she wanna fuck, she gotta bring a friend That bitch, she a 5, but off Henny, she a 10 Armoo got the shotty to your body 6ix9ine, were ready for everybody We gon fucking slide on these niggas We dont even think about pulling the trigger, ah We gon’ make sure we leave these fuck niggas dead Load the clip up then fill em up with lead Forty got a whole lot of kickback Click, clack, run up and make ya shit pack My niggas got a streetsweeper, air the whole block out Ill fuck around and blow the whole stock out Real street nigga, we gon fuck around and pop out See them black trucks? We gon hop out We gon bend your block and we gon spin again We aint hit his head, so we gon spin again If she wanna fuck, she gotta bring a friend That bitch, she a 5, but off Henny, she a

Daytrip took it to ten I spent some days in the trap and got my money up Bust it down, the Rollie, now she tryna fuck And now she fiendin all up on me just like I’m a drug I remember back when yall wouldnt show me love Jaguar truck on the freeway You can catch me ballin’ on the replay Saint Laurent jacket, its 3K I been with the same gang since Pre-K Get the money, stack it with my niggas I remember trappin with my niggas Now we overseas in a villa Goin back, we wont consider I remember days we was starvin Still finessin, we was juggin’, we was robbin’ I was comin off the bench, I wasn’t starting Now Im out here ballin like Im Harden And I make sure my day ones straight, stay with my gang You ain’t fuckin with me, you can stay out my way Stay in your lane, fuck your campaign, yeah Last year, I was sleepin in a basement Now the foreign lookin like a spaceship Bust down the gang with the bag, yeah All the money on me, holographic I spent some days in the trap and got my money up Bust it down, the Rollie, now she tryna fuck And now she fiendin all up on me just like Im a drug I remember back when yall wouldnt show me love Jaguar truck on the freeway You can catch me ballin on the replay Saint Laurent jacket, its 3K I been with the same gang since Pre-K We was down and we was out, and bitches looked at us stupid It was hating ass niggas, so I kept me a Ruger Sending shots to his body, make him sing like Ozuna They was running out they mouth, but they respected the shooter We was down and we was out, and bitches looked at us stupid It was hating ass niggas, so I kept me a Ruger Sending shots to his body, make him sing like Ozuna They was running out they mouth, but they respected the shooter, yeah Blocked blocks, sent shots Threw that shit in reverse, then we bending through your block Blocked blocks, sent shots Threw that shit in reverse, then we bending through your block Watch his body Milly Rock, yeah

All this time that I spent up in here Got me thinkin bout the things that I did Got me thinkin like, Why the fuck I did that? Got me wishin that I could take it all back Fighting with these demons, barely even eatin Barely even sleepin, this shit got me tweakin Fighting with my lawyers for a better offer Just wanna see my daughter, cause Im locked up, they wont let me out They wont let me out Im locked up, they wont let me out No, they wont let me out Im locked up, they wont let me out Never thought Id be caught up in the streets, yeah Locked up, they wont let me out No, they wont let me out Havin dreams about livin my life Ive been havin dreams about bein outside Ive been, little baby girl, please, dont cry, no Please dont, no, no No, no, no, no no Mama said, Hold my hand, no crying, no Know these niggas wanna take my life, Little baby boy, please, dont die, And Im like, no, no No, no, no, no Tell me why, tell me how I really love these niggas Tell me why, tell me why would I trust these niggas Hearin voices in my head, sayin, Fuck these niggas My niggas, my niggas, these aint my niggas They gon say what they gon say, nigga, yeah, I know They can say what they want, they dont know what I know Aint nothin you can tell me bout this life I chose I was facin forty-seven to life Im locked up, they wont let me out They wont let me out Im locked up, they wont let me out No, they wont let me out Im locked up, they wont let me out Never thought Id be caught up in the streets, yeah Locked up, they wont let me out No, they wont let me out Im still tryna find that motive Of why I did what I did I didnt wanna feel that struggle Just wanted to hurry up and get rich And while that money piled up Jealous niggas askin questions, Why not us? Yeah And when you get caught up, nobody wants to seem to be a rider, yeah Everybody wanna talk the street code But only follow when convenient for them They quick to tell you that they ride for you, die for you But quick to bite the hand that feeds them I know I cant keep lovin you I know I cant keep trustin you I put my life in front of you Tell me what Im supposed to do This shit get complicated, ah My blood, thought you was ride or die I was just tryna change your life But you had something else in mind Yeah Something else in mind, yeah Im locked up

I got like 30,000 hoes, nigga I have a problem Yuh, ayy, yuh Talk shit, talk shit, talk shits, huh, yuh Yeah Make a nigga wanna take a step back I cant fuck that ho if her ass flat Dont need no bitch, you can have that Fuck that shit, where the motherfucking cash at? Make a nigga wanna take a step back I cant fuck that ho if her ass flat Dont need no bitch , you can have that Fuck that shit, where the motherfucking cash at? Nutted in her hair, shorty mad, so what? Fuck a nigga bitch, then I dip, oh shit Does a hit make your motherfuckin shit blow up? You silly niggas not ready Forget it, behead em Fuck shit up, start Armageddon Ive had it with you, fuck niggas Need the cash now, cant fuck with you Make a nigga wanna take a step back I cant fuck that ho if her ass flat Dont need no bitch , you can have that Fuck that shit, where the motherfucking cash at? Choppa got a whole lot of kick, boy Choppa hold a 100, I dont miss, boy Duct tape wrapped around the clips, boy Dump one, flip back in, boy Talk to me nice or dont talk at all Shooters got the tool, its bustin off I got the pump and all, this shit jumpin off Cause there bout to be a shootout when niggas pop out 30 clips and extendos, nigga Shooters all go if the wind blow, nigga We dont miss, lil nigga, you get hit, lil nigga If I dont got it, you know⁠ five gon get you Make a nigga wanna take a step back I cant fuck that ho if her ass flat Dont need no bitch, you can have that Fuck that shit, where the motherfucking cash at? Make a nigga wanna take a step back I cant fuck that ho if her ass flat Dont need no bitch , you can have that Fuck that shit, where the motherfucking cash at?

Niggas iffy, uh, Blicky got the stiffy, uh Got the blicky, uh, drum, it holds fifty, uh Scum Gang! Pop these niggas like a wheelie, nigga, you a silly nigga In the hood with them billy niggas and them Hoover niggas You run up and they shootin niggas, we aint hoopin, nigga Yo KB, you a loser, nigga, up that Uzi, nigga On the stoop, crills in my drawers, your girl on my phone She wanna fuck, but keep her clothes on, I only want the jaw Man thats really all I use her for as I kick her out the door I dont want her, you can keep the whore, she fiendin for some more In New York my niggas dont Milly Rock, my niggas money bop Blow a case, a nigga throwin shots, I run em off they block Quarter milli in the stash box, I grinded for my spot Niggas talkin bout that cash but my bag worth alot I dont fuck with no old hoes, only new hoes Put my dick in her backbone, I pass her to my bro I dont love her, thats a sad ho, she a bad ho Ima fuck her, then I dash home, to the cash ho Im on some rob a nigga shit, take a nigga bitch Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit Shout out but I fucked that niggas bitch Offset Diamonds hittin When the boss talk, bitch, listen, huh We get ya biscuit, huh I sic out my dogs, they vicious, huh Fuck these bitches, huh Had to run up the bag in the kitchen, huh My nigga on stick shift Get airlift, nigga, on some real shit, huh Blow up the Nawf Its all in them drawers Let me see my opp Ooh, 30 on my Glock Plug em like a sock Trap out the pot Carbon grip the cartridge Trap whip the marks My rock cost milli I take care of village My bitch the realest Wraith cost half a milli Hermes, Balenci My bitch Blooded like Clifford Lambo speed shiftin Get shot in your back like Ricky Glock 40ll give you a hickey Smokin on cook like a hippy She smoke up the dope on a visit We hold it up first, then we blitzin RIP to Pistol Get whacked off when I whistle You got caught down bad, you a victim Niggas aint showin no sympathy Better think twice before you start dissin me Niggas iffy, uh, Blicky got the stiffy, uh Got the blicky, uh, drum it holds fifty, uh Move milli, all my niggas on fifty, uh Talk down, pew pew pew, you silly, uh Hit a stain, fifty bands, all hunnids Spinning through ya block like a pop shove-it Shoot at me Im shooting back, Im getting buckets I aint wanna take his life but nigga, fuck it Im on some rob a nigga shit, take a nigga bitch Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit Shout out... but I fucked that nigga bitch Im on some rob a nigga shit, take a nigga bitch Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit Shout out... but I fucked that nigga bitch Scum Gang!

Scum Gang! CamGotHits For my cold killers, for my soul lifters Body bag fillers, for my go-getters Trey-eight gripper, dope brick flipper Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whipper For my cold killers, for my soul lifters Body bag fillers, for my go-getters Trey-eight gripper, dope brick flipper Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whipper Maniac—All black! Click clack—Fall back! Take your bitch—Took that! Flip switch—Roach trap! Dead case—Solve that! Gun clap—Hi-Hat! Click clack—Absolve that! Boy—Brrat!—Boy—Brrat! Pistol to your melon, quit that yellin, Ima count to 3 Lowin on the block, with my Scums all surrounding me Still up in the trap, where the hustlers and the addicts be Popping shitll get you split, turn this to a tragedy Beat you to a pulp, with a sock full of batteries Shottie to your dome, make your ass defy gravity Fucking bitches, Saké sipping, nigga had to quit the lean Young Scummy money gang, Scum Gang, Medellín Ruger spit Pop your back, I came up in the game, whos really doing it? Pop your back, I came up in the game, whos really shooting it? Move the split, split the spliff, release the piss Screaming Honey, get the kids Screaming Homie, jump the fence Purge the yay, ball of eight, have em twisting, turning ways Purge the yay, ball of eight, flip it, double up the pay Okay, now, Chad did acid once and now he be hearing voices I had to link with 6ix9ine because the beefing was pointless Was closing curtains in the hearses While your boys was wearing purses Servin service, swervin in suburbans Rims scraping the surface Put him in a coffin—Toss him! Smother him—Cover him! Dirt bed—DEAD white shirt said Muzzle him—Put em in a line, the hammerll bang! Seal my body, break the chains, its Scum to the Gang For my cold killers, for my soul lifters Body bag fillers, for my go-getters Trey-eight gripper, dope brick flipper Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whipper For my cold killers, for my soul lifters Body bag fillers, for my go-getters Trey-eight gripper, dope brick flipper Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whipper

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Scum Gang! And here we go Represent your gang, nigga, throw it up I dont give a fuck where you at, nigga, throw it up Represent your gang, nigga, throw it up I dont give a fuck where you at, nigga, throw it up R-R-R-Represent your gang, nigga, throw it up I dont give a fuck where you at, nigga, throw it up Represent your gang, nigga, throw it up I dont give a fuck where you at, nigga, throw it up, throw it up Represent your gang, nigga, throw it up I dont give a fuck where you at, nigga, throw it up Represent your squad, nigga, throw it up I dont give a fuck where you at, nigga, throw it up Represent your squad, nigga, throw it up I dont give a fuck where you at, nigga, throw it up Represent your gang, nigga, throw it up I dont give a fuck where you at, nigga, throw it up, throw it up Represent your gang, nigga, ScumLife I dont give a fuck where you at, nigga, ScumLife Snatch a nigga chain, nigga, ScumLife I dont give a fuck, give it up, nigga, ScumLife Bail 20K, nigga, ScumLife Fuck it, you coming home tonight, nigga—ScumLife Fuck a nigga bitch, nigga, ScumLife I dont give a fuck, Im a pimp, nigga, ScumLife Yo, Im not feeling this shit, nigga Tekashi69 from that Scum fuckin squad Fuck the law, ice all in my veins, 69 on my arm, Im a God Flag around a lot, bust you in your jaw, fuck em all Shoot you through your cross, put that on my mom Freeze my ass off in the bookings, I was waiting on that judge Cell to cell, cause them undercovers knocked me for a sale Sellin dope, Im from Bushwick, nigga, hustlings all I know Sellin dope, Im a Scum Gang nigga, hustlings all I know, all I know Represent your gang, nigga, throw it up I dont give a fuck where you at, nigga, throw it up Represent your gang, nigga, throw it up I dont give a fuck where you at, nigga, throw it up Represent your gang, nigga, throw it up I dont give a fuck where you at, nigga, throw it up Represent your gang, nigga, throw it up I dont give a fuck where you at, nigga, throw it up, throw it up Represent your gang, nigga, throw it up I dont give a fuck where you at, nigga, throw it up Represent your squad, nigga, throw it up I dont give a fuck where you at, nigga, throw it up Represent your squad, nigga, throw it up I dont give a fuck where you at, nigga, throw it up Represent your gang, nigga, throw it up I dont give a fuck where you at, nigga, throw it up, throw it up We throw it up We throw it up, throw it up We throw it up We throw it up, throw it up I dont give a—

Fuck nigga, better run! Yeah, you know we gon up that Yeah, you know we gon bust that fucking pole! Yeah, you know we gon dump that Yeah, you know we gon dump that Niggas running, I aint even go Niggas running, I aint even go I aint know he was a trackstar, AR, chainsaw Fuck nigga, better run! Yeah, you know we gon up that Yeah, you know we gon bust that fucking pole! Yeah, you know we gon dump that Yeah, you know we gon dump that Niggas running, I aint even go Niggas running, I aint even go I aint know he was a trackstar, AR, chainsaw Lil bitch, boy, you know you aint with that Boy, you know you aint bout that I aint with the chit-chat Send my shooters where your house at Boy, you a lil pack-rat, wait, ooh 6ix9ine with me so its homicide All my shooters, yeah, they down to ride Your diamonds fake, I aint lying Fucking lil bitch, put my dick in her spine She whine, I feed her coke, doing line Run to the money, you know its mine Wait, fuck nigga better run Beam on that chop, fifty right on the drum, huh Shoot that lil boy for fun, huh Diamonds, they shine like the sun, huh That lil boy not my son, huh Run, huh, a-run, Dexter Fuck nigga, better run! Yeah, you know we gon up that Yeah, you know we gon bust that fucking pole! Yeah, you know we gon dump that Yeah, you know we gon dump that Niggas running, I aint even go Niggas running, I aint even go I aint know he was a trackstar, AR, chainsaw Fuck nigga, better run! Yeah, you know we gon up that Yeah, you know we gon bust that fucking pole! Yeah, you know we gon dump that Yeah, you know we gon dump that Niggas running, I aint even go Niggas running, I aint even go I aint know he was a trackstar, AR, chainsaw 6ix9ine, whats up, brozay? Same day, different shit, yeah Same bed, different bitch, yeah Riding round with them sticks, yeah MACs, TECs, and a clip, yeah Heard he move like a bitch, yeah Ran off with his shit, yeah Nina with me, Im a pimp, yeah Finger fuck, she gon spit FBI knocking on my door, they want the rocket They looking for the rocket, uh! Harlem niggas snitching, toting guns, aint never pop it Schlosser came down with the motherfucking rocket! Všade kam prídem na mňa štekajú haf haf Lebo na večierky chodím v teplákoch a v mikine RAF RAF Každá rad radom je do Haha, baf baf Dex Dex, Tekashi, Haha Crew pozri sa mama, yeah Pálim blunt za bluntom, pokým nepália ma pery, hey Chodím vyhadzovať smeti v mojich papučiach Fendi, hey Vchádzam do klubu, do tmy v okuliaroch, ako slepý, hey Každý sa ma pýta, či vidím, vravím hej, lebo svietime

AM Nation! Ill be on the block on the regular With my niggas bustin at the cops, on the regular Bitches suckin dick, givin top, on the regular Catch me water whippin straight drop, on the regular Yeah you know I run up with the shit on the regular Bare-faced, Ima hit a lick, on the regular Posted with the drop, gun cocked, on the regular Yeah Im 6ix9ine with the nine, on the regular Niggas want war, yeah, kick the door, yeah Run up, break your jaw, yeah, get it on, yeah Ima hit a stain, yeah, broad day, yeah Niggas act fake, yeah, catch a fade, yeah Niggas said I changed, yeah, made some changes, yeah I could never change, yeah, stay the same, yeah Im still in the hood, yeah, busting juggs, yeah Puffing on a Wood, yeah, smoking good, yeah Shorty want a pic, yeah, that aint shit, yeah Told her do a trick, yeah, on the dick, yeah Bust her whole shit, yeah, in her ribs, yeah Leave her with my kids, yeah, on her lips, yeah Skrrt off in the Benz, yeah, doing tricks, yeah Two hundred on the dash, yeah, tell the cashier They want me, I dont lack, yeah, got my gat, yeah Talk hot on getting whacked, yeah, body bag, yeah Ill be on the block on the regular With my niggas bustin at the cops, on the regular Bitches suckin dick, givin top, on the regular Catch me water whippin straight drop, on the regular Yeah you know I run up with the shit on the regular Bare-faced, Ima hit a lick, on the regular Posted with the drop, gun cocked, on the regular Yeah Im 6ix9ine with the nine, on the regular

Scum Gang! MJ Pharaoh.. Vi-Vice Slumped up, slumped up, try not to get fucked up Slumped up, slumped up, try not to get fucked up Slumped up, back up, fore you get your head bust Slumped up, back up, fore you get your head bust Got this FN on my body, if you feelin froggy Got my gang right beside me, ready to catch a hommy If you run up, bitch, Im sorry, dont be movin wocky Got this bitch all on my body, bitch, get off my body Get the fuck up out my whip, less you tryna suck my dick Less you tryna fuck my clique, less you tryna stack this brick Less you got shit I can sniff, less you got shit I can taste I might come up on my waist, get the fuck up out my face When that K clap, its a dirt nap And if you catch me without that, get hit in the cap With a mothafuckin baseball bat, dooby wrapped Four, five, six, thats a head crack Thats a fact, thats a fact Slumped up, slumped up, try not to get fucked up Slumped up, slumped up, try not to get fucked up Slumped up, back up, fore you get your head bust Slumped up, back up, fore you get your head bust

Front line, back line, side to side You want it? You can get it, we can do this all night We can do this, Rosa, dont tell Imani You know I got it with the Mulignane Im on your body, dont tell nobody Bitch, dont be cocky, Im on your body I got this Henny in my cup, I just wanna make love Dont tell your boyfriend, he dont know nothing Baby, I dont really wanna fight right now I just really want you on top right now Why you really wanna run your mouth right now? I just really want top right now, yeah So move it closer Let me control you Just let me hold you Til this beat is over Just my type, I been sippin Henny all night Henny got me feelin real nice Got it on ice, beat the pussy, put it on ice Fuck around and make you my wife Change your life, I could really change your life Put you in a brand new mind Heels real high, girl, them Hollywood hills high Put you on a private flight I could put you in the sky, I could get you real high Put you on a private flight, no more Spirit Airlines I like the way you move your hips Down to the way you bite your lips I got the Henny in my cup, you know I dont give a fuck Go tell your boyfriend that Im still fuckin Baby, I dont really wanna fight right now I just really want you on top right now Why you really wanna run your mouth right now? I just really want top right now, yeah So move it closer Let me control you Just let me hold you Til this beat is over

Niggas aint scum, fold fit through the drum You only got that for fun, all of that frontin for what? I might pull up in a Lamb, run up on your mans Pop a nigga like a Xan, when I run up with my clan Niggas know me, .45, 6ix stay with it Aim at your motherfucking fitted, nigga, we with it 30 clip in the Smith, knock the nigga off his pivot Watch your eyes fake the dump when this gun fucking buck Concrete shoes and all, body lay under the tongue Yeah, we rep that fucking six, but I finger fuck that nine They throw dirt all on my name, spell TEKASHI69 Went to jail, spent the case, nigga, I aint doing time Feel whole weight, in my set, we held 30, free the 9 Niggas dont want no smoke See them, they choke, buck 50 through his nose Then I take a nigga bitch Head to the trap, all my niggas giving gold All my niggas trained to go Upping the pole, TTG, we let it go Whack a nigga like a mole 40 CAL through his soul, then we hit the road Реки крови на лице Сука палит в мою Цепь, я Она лазерный прицел Канонада в пару тел, я Все мои киллеры молоды Псы одержимые голодом Новые кеды на проводе Копам мы не даем повода Со мной рари-бой, эй Зенни притупил боль, эй Сука словно с Плейбоя Новый питбайк уже подо мной Трахнул дерьмо, выйдя во двор Семейный картель валит в упор Ты ляжешь, как только дерну затвор Я вышел с дерьма, ты в нем до сих пор

Scott Storch Shorty, dont clap-back on the dick Don’t clap-back on the dick Bitch, when I hit that, do a split When I hit that, do a trick Shorty, dont clap-back on the dick Dont clap-back on the dick Bitch, when I hit that, do a split When I hit that, do a trick Know I keep a tool on me I come in the room, I might have to move on ’em Scope with a zoom, fuck around and boom, homie I stay with a broom on me, better move, homie Fore you in a tomb, on me We gon bring the MACs out, we back out and spazz out Yeah thats a blackout, get dragged out and packed out Yeah, my trap house, I call it the black house We move the packs out, we gon blow the mags out All in, anybody thatll do it Everybody in the party getting stupid All these thotties in the party, I aint choosing Im off the Henny and the chuck, I might lose it Shorty, don’t clap-back on the dick Don’t clap-back on the dick Bitch, when I hit that, do a split When I hit that, do a trick Shorty, dont clap-back on the dick Don’t clap-back on the dick Bitch, when I hit that, do a split When I hit that, do a trick DVDs, porno tapes DVDs, porno tapes DVDs, porno tapes Do you beat your meat to a porno tape? Ayy DVDs, DVDs, ayy, uh DVDs, DVDs, ayy, uh, ay, wait, uh DVDs, ayy DVDs, DVDs, ayy

Jimili, whats poppin? Yeah Its fuckin TR3YWAY! B—Besi made this Jimilian She say she want a player like its FIFA She want me cause she know that I dont need her I just got some drank and some Khalifa And your bitch tryna kick it like its FIFA, yee FIFA, FIFA, FIFA, FIFA FIFA, FIFA, FIFA, FIFA Say she want a player Got her in the game Ima play her like Im FIFA, Ima kick her out Ima play her like Im FIFA, I dont see her now Niggas say I want that action, and Im speedin now Nigga say Im eatin, I dont eat her out Pop a Perc, Im Super Saiyan , Ima fuck her and her friend Ima push up in a Benz , and Im leavin in a Lamb She a thottie body , met her in the lobby Man, I call some sloppy, Im not just anybody She say she want a player like its FIFA She want me cause she know that I dont need her I just got some drank and some Khalifa And your bitch tryna kick it like its FIFA FIFA, FIFA, FIFA, FIFA FIFA, FIFA, FIFA, FIFA Say she want a player Got her in the game Say, Ima level up, you should level down Yo bitch got that bass, Im in trouble now Im just reachin goals like its FIFA, FIFA, FIFA, FIFA You just try again like Aaliyah-liyah-liyah-liyah 24/7, Super Saiyan, me and Kashi in this bih Ima fuck her and her friend, then we do it all again She a thottie body , met her in the lobby Man, I call some sloppy, Im not just anybody She say she want a player like its FIFA She want me cause she know that I dont need her I just got some drank and some Khalifa And your bitch tryna kick it like its FIFA, ree FIFA, FIFA, FIFA, FIFA FIFA, FIFA, FIFA, FIFA Say she want a player Got her in the game Its fuckin TR3YWAY, huh?

Phosphate Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, get that nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, clip that nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, drop that nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, pop that nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, drop that nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, pop that nigga Scum Gang! Gun to his head like Kenzo, uh Cant get too comfy ya kinfolk, uh I dont got the mop, I got the supersoaker, uh Make a nigga run, Usain Bolt, uh Trey eight up on my hip though, uh Clip lookin like Mandingo, uh Wet his ass up, no homo, uh Made a nigga wish he had a raincoat, uh If you up to something, we gon get to bustin My niggas for nothing, shoot you and your cousin We could get to thumpin, not for the discussion On the block drummin, shoot you in your stomach Scum Gang bloody, Scum Gang cousins Throw it up nigga, show em how we comin All my niggas rugged, all my niggas thuggin Totin pistol, buggin, this is how we comin Dont-Dont be on my block jackin no fu shit You gon get buck fifty and your face gon be split I dont fuck with bitch niggas, way my round, nigga, dip I dont fuck with broke bitches, way my round, bitch, dip Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, get that nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, clip that nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, drop that nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, pop that nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, drop that nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, pop that nigga

Watch, mhm, Glock, mhm, cocked, mhm, got it, mhm You need that? I got it, this cash, my pockets Thats cash, one hundred, you need that? I got it Need it, got it, cash, pockets Bands on me, sticks on me You need that? I got it, this cash, my pockets Thats cash, one hundred, you need that? Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep on throwin that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep on throwin that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I know you dont like me, you wanna fight me You dont want no problems at your party, dont invite me I dont worry bout you niggas, please stop talking bout me Always talking bout me cause you looking for the clouty 6ix-nina, the 9ine-nina Riding in a two-seater with two niñas Baby got that Aquafina, its cocaina Smoking on that OG reefer, no TMZ-a Forgiatos on a Benz truck, make her friends fuck Told her she could get Chanel if she let my friends fuck Stars shining in the Rolls Royce, it got red guts Wait, hold up, nah, I still dont give a fuck Vroom, vroom, G5, vroom, vroom, we high You the type of nigga that I never wanna be like You a type of bitch that will never get a reply Hi, hater, bye, hater, vroom Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep on throwin that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep on throwin that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Boomin at your man, now we boomin at his matas Split his fucking wig, bust it open like piñata He tryna put it en mi culo, real fat gato When he eat it, I tell him to squeeze it like a taco All my niggas out of town, movin all that blanco I aint letting up on you bitches say, Uncle Still the baddest bitch, quarantining en mi casa Talking all that shit, but you bitches aint saying caca Uh, a flock of birds, waka All my bitches pretty, juicy booty, pretty knockers Yeah, eat it, Cookie Monster He a slave to this pussy, call me master Real wet, I said, Slurp it like its pasta They get nervous when its Nicki on the roster Somebody usher this nigga into a clinic My flows still sick, I aint talkin a pandemic I write my own lyrics, a lot of these bitches gimmicks They study Nicki style, now all of them wan mimic Talkin bout snitches when its snitches in your camp Never stand alone, you always itchin for a stamp Me, Im still money, wrists light up like a lamp They gon have to send they best fighter for the champ Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep on throwin that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep on throwin that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Watch, mhm, Glock, mhm, cocked, mhm, got it, mhm If he like, I throw it fast, real fast, fast, fast He singin my old song, yellin, Ass, ass, ass They be speedin, tryna beat me, then they crash, crash, crash Still a hundred like the number on my dash, dash, dash

Beat Menace They be telling me to keep the bitch, but Ima leave the bitch Ray Charles, John Cena shit, I cant see the bitch Shorty said she aint hungry, but she always eatin shit I be coolin, tryna chill, but she always eatin shit Kick her out, I dont need a ho, Ima leave the ho I wont save her, I wont breed a ho, I dont need a ho I just fuck her and mislead the ho, I mistreat the ho She been all up on my Gram, but I dont see her though Oh my God She cant pay her rent, on the Gram she a fraud Damn, bought new titties, no car How the fuck you gon get to your job? I know this lil eater, Bronqueita I tried to buy her Gucci but she really love Adidas She said her pussy pink, but she from Brownsville I was rollin off the pill, so I still fuckin kill Oh damn, let me guess, you need an Uber? Are you dumb? Are you really fuckin stupid? The J-Train is right over there $2.50, bitch, pay the fuckin fare Im conceited, ho, I just see them throats, yeah I dont feel them hoes, I just leave them ghost, yeah The whole team can smoke, I dont need to know, yeah Told her keep it low, but she wanna boast, yeah They be telling me to keep the bitch, but Ima leave the bitch Ray Charles, John Cena shit, I cant see the bitch Shorty said she aint hungry, but she always eatin shit I be coolin, tryna chill, but she always eatin shit Kick her out, I dont need a ho, Ima leave the ho I wont save her, I wont breed a ho, I dont need a ho I just fuck her and mislead the ho, I mistreat the ho She been all up on my Gram, but I dont see her though

Its TR3YWAY Sleiman Iver Ho thicker, diamonds on my neck flicker Drug dealer, professional pot whipper Seven figures, got your bitches fuckin quicker She want a picture, I tell her no, I know she bitter Niggas cuttin up on the internet Fuck nigga, we aint into that We end up in your crib where your family at Get turned into a blood show, niggas screamin Slatt I got the .40 on my hip, yeah, thats my stick, yeah She wanna fuck for a grip, yeah, on my blick, yeah Couple bands on my shit, yeah, Ima rip, yeah BBA with the shits, yeah, thats my clique, yeah MAC-11, 9 milli, ridin with it Ima hit him up, Ima fuckin kill him Run up on him, masked with a black .40 Hit em in his hoodie, no A Boogie Red bandana, walk it like I fucking talk it Piped up, nigga get to gunnin, gunnin Bust it, bust it, pull up in the black Benz Clip for the .9s and the MAC-10s Beefy on the molly, niggas want my money But when they see me coming, I can see them niggas runnin I see them niggas runnin Let them niggas act, cause they bitches they be lovin, yeah Blood time, blood rhyme, nigga, this is blood line Niggas gettin stupid, try to get by El Flaco, Chapo, make this shit double Aint no movie, DJ Narco MAC-11, 9 milli, ridin with it Ima hit him up, Ima fuckin kill him Run up on him, masked with a black .40 Hit em in his hoodie, no A Boogie Ey, brormand, vi går hårdt ind, all in, brormand, de bar smålig Hva vi laver på en måned, laver de kun årligt KOODA, BILLY, regnbue, slap af, ah Stak sin venner, ka ikk kom tilbag Stakkerne - vil ha leveret, all er relatered Min bror han er varm, seks 9ere i kvarteret Seks 9ere i kvarteret Min bror laver gang-gang-gang, hvis de flere Men jeg ned i Benahavís Juuen sparker ligesom Badr Hari Folk snakker, brormand, men hva har de? Det går gang-gang-gang fra din fars bil MAC-11, 9 milli, ridin with it Ima hit him up, Ima fuckin kill him Run up on him, masked with a black .40 Hit em in his hoodie, no A Boogie TR3YWAY Sleiman Let that shit breathe Its TR3YWAY

Stomp that nigga out, stomp that nigga out Stomp that nigga out, stomp that nigga out Pistol to his mouth, pistol to his mouth Pistol to his mouth, we gon stomp that nigga out Stomp that nigga out, stomp that nigga out Stomp that nigga out, stomp that nigga out Pistol to his mouth, pistol to his mouth Pistol to his mouth, we gon stomp that nigga out Pull up to the party off a molly Pull up to the party in a Rari Heard its niggas in there actin rowdy So Im bout to go do somethin bout it Ima pull up with the .30 stick, with the coolin kit Stephen Curry, how Im shootin shit, I cant fuckin miss Im off a perc, movin ridiculous, I think Im seein shit Off half a piece, swervin the fuckin Benz Countin up Benjamins Dont start no shit, wont be no shit Dont start no shit, wont be no shit Dont start no shit, wont be no shit Dont start no shit, wont be no shit Stomp that nigga out , stomp that nigga out Stomp that nigga out, stomp that nigga out Pistol to his mouth, pistol to his mouth Pistol to his mouth, we gon stomp that nigga out Stomp that nigga out, stomp that nigga out Stomp that nigga out, stomp that nigga out Pistol to his mouth, pistol to his mouth Pistol to his mouth, we gon stomp that nigga out Dont start no shit, wont be no shit Dont start no shit, wont be no shit Dont start no shit, wont be no shit Dont start no shit, wont be no shit What? What? What? What?

Got my mind on my money, cant lose, I only win Tell a nigga, like FEFE, I dont really want new friends And if I dont move right, I could lose my life, I swear So I gotta move with it, gotta keep it on me, its right here Gotta keep it on my body, you know I cant ride with no chop Gotta watch who I link with, I cant give everybody the drop And if a nigga run up on me you know somebody gon drop Aint no love in the street, gotta keep it with me, niggas know how I rock Dont trust nobody, no, no Show no love to nobody, no, no Nigga wanna take whats mine, no, no Niggas want my life, I cant go Know I gotta stay with a black four-four Wrist on glist and my neck on froze Niggas wanna get that, no, no, no That shit click-clack, its gon blow Cadillac BP, moving like a VP I aint in DC, life aint easy For a nigga like me, gotta stay icy Niggas super spicy cause they dont like me But I know nigga like me gotta keep God close Niggas still slide in the Diablo No stress, Ima sleep with my eyes closed Yeah, I know Got my mind on my money, cant lose, I only win Tell a nigga, like FEFE, I dont really want no friends And if I dont move right, I could lose my life, I swear So I gotta move with it, gotta keep it on me, its right here Gotta keep it on my body, you know I cant ride with no chop Gotta watch who I link with, I cant give everybody the drop And if a nigga run up on me you know somebody gon drop Aint no love in the street, gotta keep it with me, niggas know how I rock

Yung Lan on the track Okay, tick tock, Audemars wrist watch I keep a stick, I keep a big Glock You get hit, I do not miss shots I keep a stick, I tell her, Kick rocks Okay, get rocks, wrist go drip, drop I do not kiss, you making shit hot You think Im dumb, I aint no kid Thought you was in love You aint my bitch, nah Ayy-ayy, AYLEK$! Your vision division, cant fit in my time frame Connecting the dots and comparing our dreams We just say the same thing Now Im chasing a bag, and Im blowing the stacks Get it back on the same day Your bitch hit on my jack, rubber blow in the back Can you fuck her the same day? Tell me, how many bands is you really finna spend right now? If you really wanna dance, you gon use no hands And just shake that upside down Got a little big booty, bitch, her kitty cat go meow Got a little AYLEK$ switch, they really wanna put me down Okay, tick tock, Audemars wrist watch I keep a stick, I keep a big Glock You get hit, I do not miss shots I keep a stick, I tell her, Kick rocks Okay, get rocks, wrist go drip, drop I do not kiss, you making shit hot You think Im dumb, I aint no kid Thought you was in love You aint my bitch, nah

Sono in strada che piscio alluna di notte sopra ’sta clèr Sono in giro con malandrini, puttane e facce da SerT Al mio collo solo oro giallo perché è il colore del grano Per lItalia un alieno , lascio cerchi nel grano Ho rispetto della mia gente a Milano come giù a Brooklyn Questi bianchi fanno gli Yankee, per loro questo flow è Putin Auto dalla Germania, moda italiana, tipa latina Fai lo scemo coi miei, ti cadono i denti tipo fatina Dentro i pezzi fai il macho, solo menzogne No, tu, fra, tu stai bene a Uomini e Donne Vita cruda, ma con più pregi che contro Dio mi ignora, ma ho un po’ di K sul conto No, non mi è ancora scesa, parlo a rilento, guido veloce Unistituzione come la Chiesa, quando mi vedi fatti la croce Questo sole ci cuoce, questa pioggia ci spegne Non alzare la voce, fra, la strada ci sente Son qui e respiro ancora questo smog Cè cappa in questa camera, sembra una sala slot Non mi guardo più allo specchio, non so più che faccia ho Piuttosto che lhip-hop avrei dovuto fare il rock Perché questa vita è dope Questa tipa è dope La sua amica è dope Parli e non connetto perché questa weeda è dope Scum Gang, TR3YWAY, you dont want it! Talk to me nice or dont talk at all Shotti got a two and its busting off Got the pump and all, this shit jumping off Look to a trip, turn ’em all Thirty clips, extendos, nigga Shooters all go off the wind blow, nigga We don’t miss lil nigga, you hit lil’ nigga Ride on God and my chick gon get ya One in your head, you in your bed We in your crib, you Xd out Two in your head, your boo in your bed Dont wanna touch this wet blouse Talk to the feds, I call up cadet I throw him a Sharpie, he wire your mouth Always in depth, I go get home I go in the trunk, get them TECs out Touch down in NYC Made it back from Italy They bitches be feeling me Bet they gonna remember me Jump in my coupe You already know it’s AMG Back on my bullshit Got a lot energy I dont care what they say Cause you know Im dope I been selling flow Like in the 80s moving coke Shorty said she like my swag and she like my flow And tonight she would love to try my whoo, bitch Son qui e respiro ancora questo smog Cè cappa in questa camera, sembra una sala slot Non mi guardo più allo specchio, non so più che faccia ho Piuttosto che lhip-hop avrei dovuto fare il rock Perché questa vita è dope Questa tipa è dope La sua amica è dope Parli e non connetto perché questa weeda è dope So we gotta let em know whats up They already know whats up

Its Plata O Plomo for these niggas Lacrim, let that shit breathe! Its TR— Watch me do my money dance, money dance Get the money, do the running man, running man Tell a fuck nigga, Sink or swim, sink or swim Fuck nigga, we gon spin your bid, and spin again Watch me do my money dance, money dance Get the money, do the running man, running man Tell a fuck nigga, Sink or swim, sink or swim Fuck nigga, we gon spin your bid, and spin again Y a des gros bâtards qui maiment pas que jverrais bien dead Jte nique ta mère et jroule un pét Cocaïne, gros, cest tainp et du champagne Tes pas là quand ça chauffe, quand ça bang-bang Allez-y, oui jai réussi, on peut commencer à se rafaler au Uzi Jsuis petit dans le 850i, jvous laisse sur Paname à vous envoyer des piques, waow, woaw Jai mes ptits dFresnes, jtenvoie deux tocranes dans lappui-tête On te baise, rebeu, y a personne qui taime En face du beh beh beh beh, gars tu bégayes Une icône, dlalcool et tu ko-ni ko-mo Seul, jai pas besoin qutu follow À New-York, on est pas des rigolos Cest des millions que lon gère du bigo Watch me do my money dance, money dance Get the money, do the running man, running man Tell a fuck nigga, Sink or swim, sink or swim Fuck nigga, we gon spin your bid, and spin again Watch me do my money dance, money dance Get the money, do the running man, running man Tell a fuck nigga, Sink or swim, sink or swim Fuck nigga, we gon spin your bid, and spin again Trust me, we got plenty choppas Big choppas, blocka blocka We gon headshot you, we gon hit you in the noggin Leave you flat bitch, flat on the pavement You a stain, bitch, hit you in your brain, bitch Run up in your crib and kick in your door I empty out the clip and reload Tie your body up and leave you on the road Fuck niggas better stick to the code I told you niggas that Im always with the action If Im riding with that, Ima clap shit Fuck that semi shit, my shit automatic And you know that Ima use that in traffic Watch me do my money dance, money dance Get the money, do the running man, running man Tell a fuck nigga, Sink or swim, sink or swim Fuck nigga, we gon spin your bid, and spin again Watch me do my money dance, money dance Get the money, do the running man, running man Tell a fuck nigga, Sink or swim, sink or swim Fuck nigga, we gon spin your bid, and spin again

Wait, wait, wait I got them jealous again, they in they feelings again Wait, wait, wait Cry baby, they crying again cause they cant do what I can Wait, wait, wait And Im still fresh out the can, shout out my lawyer, Lance Wait, wait, wait Bust down Cartier, I know you see Im the man Wait, wait, wait I just did it again, watch me hit my dance Ayy, ayy, ayy I just got an advance, ran up a couple of Ms Ayy, ayy, ayy Poppin, Im poppin some bands, watch me hit my dance Ayy, ayy, ayy Ima still pop my shit, got a few likes on the Gram Ayy, ayy, ayy Im in the stars again, wait, wait Im up on Mars again, wait, wait She wan fuck a star again, wait, wait I wont take a loss again, wait, wait Im in the Benz again, with her and her friends and them If she a lil baddie, I wanna date She want the addy, aint no way I be on the block with the same old niggas Yall be on thе block with the same old bitches No nеw hoes, yall cant do better I be on the block but my check got bigger I be on the block but my chain got bigger Shoutout KayKay, 1K my nigga He let it spark, gra-ta-ta-ta He can make em dance, bachata-ta I got the AP, two-tone, she want a baby, no no I start the engine, Lambo, I do the dash and skrrt off I got a dancer, redbone, beat on my chest like King Kong She licky, licky Wait, wait, wait I got them jealous again, they in they feelings again Wait, wait, wait Cry baby, they crying again cause they cant do what I can Wait, wait, wait And Im still fresh out the can, shout out my lawyer, Lance Wait, wait, wait Bust down Cartier, I know you see Im the man Wait, wait, wait I just did it again, watch me hit my dance Ayy, ayy, ayy I just got an advance, ran up a couple of Ms Ayy, ayy, ayy Poppin, Im poppin some bands, watch me hit my dance Ayy, ayy, ayy Ima still pop my shit, got a few likes on the Gram Ayy, ayy, ayy

Hello This is a prepaid debit call from Danny. To accept this call, press 0 Havin dreams about livin my life Ive been havin dreams about bein outside Ive been, hello, baby girl, please dont cry, no Please dont, no, no no, no, no, no Mama said, Hold my hand, no crying, no Know these niggas wanna take my life, I know Tell lil baby boy, please dont die, no And I might, no, no no, no, no, no Tell me why, tell me why should I trust these niggas? Tell me why, tell me how I really loved these niggas? Hearin voices in my head sayin, Fuck these niggas My niggas, my niggas? These aint my niggas They gon say what they gon say, nigga, yeah, I know They can say what they want, they dont know what I know Aint nothin you could tell me bout this life I chose I was facin 47, you was sitting at home I know I cant keep loving you I know I cant keep trusting you I put my life in front of you Tell me what Im supposed to do? This shit get complicated, ah My blood, thought you was ride or die I was just tryna change your life But you I had something else in mind Streets fucked up, no trust For that bag, niggas switch up, try to kill ya That shit give a nigga goosebumps, paranoia Keep my head above water, for my daughter Gotta stay ten-toes, nigga, Ima soldier Got my back against the wall, Ill never fold up Wait, wait, wait, wait, nigga, hold up Still the King of New York, I know, I told ya You have one minute remaining Told ya I know I cant keep loving you I know I cant keep trusting you I put my life in front of you Tell me what Im supposed to do? This shit get complicated, ah My blood, thought you was ride or die I was just tryna change your life But you I had something else in mind Thank you for using GTL

Scum Gang! Project GHXST Yo, 6ix9ine, talk your shit, Blood Niggas dont want no parts, its rundown season, hold it down Its only the squad They say when they see me they gon wet me Still aint wet shit They say when they see me they gon test me Still aint said shit They said when they see me they gon rob me Still aint took shit They said when they see me Ima run I dont duck, bitch All that talking, boy, stop Heard you dancing, boy, stop Need a lesson, boy, stop Intermission, boy, stop Quit that popping, boy, stop I know whats cracking, boy, stop What you jacking? Boy, stop What you saying? Boy, stop All that talking that you doing gon get your boy shot All them hollows to his chest gon make his heart stop Put that .30 in your face, like, Whats in your spot? Run that bitch, run that cash, fuck with us you cannot They say when they see me they gon wet me Still aint wet shit They say when they see me they gon test me Still aint said shit They said when they see me they gon rob me Still aint took shit They said when they see me Ima run I dont duck, bitch You dont know what it is, being on T.S.O You dont know what it is, facing fifty front the judge You dont know what it is when your bid 100k What it is, stickin up commands on the fuckin tip This jail shitll show you, whos a fraud, who a fake Who just talkin just to talk, who just hatin just to hate Do my thang, Im a real individual Fuck a fraud nigga whos goal is try to swindle you Goons all around me, killers all around me Snitches get from round me, get that 40 on me Goons all around me, killers all around me Snitches get from round me, get that 40 on me Yeah, we rolling T-T-T And I keep it E-B-E Shout Y-G-C, on my block banging N-D-G Yeah, we jackin E-B-K No man is G-B-G Y-S and D-O-D Gang signs all L-O-D They say when they see me they gon wet me Still aint wet shit They say when they see me they gon test me Still aint said shit They said when they see me they gon rob me Still aint took shit They said when they see me Ima run I dont duck, bitch

Ah, Leftside again Limitless, yes Its Kybba Gyal dem come again, gyal, yay Tek yuh time, tek yuh time, tek yuh time now Gyal, mi waan know, mek yuh haffi wine suh Lookin like an angel, ah mussi God find yuh Mi really waan get beside yuh, beside yuh Sexy lady, dame, dame Come here, mami, dame, dame Shake it for me, dame, dame Move ya body, dame, dame Hey, mami Love how you ah winе and ah back it up for me Mi ah nuh coward suh mi nah run from it Mi ah beg yuh plеase, beg yuh please dont stop it Mi ready fi pick it up whenever yuh drop it Mi neva see a girl like you, God damnit Look like seh you come from another planet Yeah, fi get a girl like you, mi neva plan it Fi get dem other girls in the picture, mi a crop it Beat it like a drum, brat-pum-pum-pum-pum Do it with no hands, no ton-ton-tongue-tongue Hit it raw dog, no condom-dom-dom Make her pop a Plan B, I aint dumb-dumb-dumb-dumb Rocket in me pocket like Kim Jong Un Leave him in a coma like Kim Jong Un Body operation like Kardashian Download mi new game, now 6ix9ine run I was in the trenches with the fiends and the killas I was in the slum movin cool with my ninas Shout out to my migo, thats the plug with the kilos Now my diamonds drippin like they water Aquafina, oh I like her body, like the way she move She on my body, like the way I move Fat punani, yeah, she got that woo Tell me whats the vibe, baby, what you wanna do? Hey, mami Love how you ah wine and ah back it up for me Mi ah nuh coward suh mi nah run from it Mi ah beg yuh please, beg yuh please dont stop it Mi ready fi pick it up whenever yuh drop it Mi neva see a girl like you, God damnit Look like seh you come from another planet Yeah, fi get a girl like you, mi neva plan it Fi get dem other girls in the picture, mi a crop it Hey, mami Love how you ah wine and ah back it up for me Mi ah nuh coward suh mi nah run from it Mi ah beg yuh please, beg yuh please dont stop it Mi ready fi pick it up whenever yuh drop it Mi neva see a girl like you, God damnit Look like seh you come from another planet Yeah, fi get a girl like you, mi neva plan it Fi get dem other girls in the picture, mi a crop it

Scum Gang! Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Me and my niggas scummy, scummy Me and my niggas grimy, grimy Me and my niggas Jordan, Jordan, Jordan Yeah, my niggas scummy, scummy Yeah, my nigga Bamz Yeah, my niggas scummy, scummy Yeah, my nigga Bamz Yeah, my niggas scummy, scummy Yeah, my nigga Bamz Yeah, my niggas scummy, scummy Yeah, my nigga Bamz Respect the shooter Cause anytime I got it, Ima shoot Respect the shooter Cause every killer round me, I salute em Respect the shooter Cause anytime I got it, Ima shoot Respect the shooter Cause every killer round me, I salute em Fuck around with them fuck arounds You gon fuck around and get smoked Mess around with them mess arounds You gon mess around and be broke Get your hustle on with them hustle-lords And I promise youll get dough You talk a lot, you a chatterbox But real niggas lay low Look into my eyes, Im a Scum, lil boy Got the black .44 with the drum, lil boy Better run, lil boy, when we come, lil boy When we playin with them toys, aint no fun, lil boy Came from the slums, where you from, lil boy? Hit him in the spine, leave him numb, lil boy I aint the one, lil boy, I aint the one, lil boy Got them hollow tips hotter than the sun, lil boy Yeah, my niggas scummy, scummy Yeah, my nigga Bamz Yeah, my niggas scummy, scummy Yeah, my nigga Bamz Yeah, my niggas scummy, scummy Yeah, my nigga Bamz Yeah, my niggas scummy, scummy Yeah, my nigga Bamz Respect the shooter Cause anytime I got it, Ima shoot Respect the shooter Cause every killer round me, I salute Respect the shooter Cause anytime I got it, Ima shoot Respect the shooter Cause every killer round me, I salute Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me Who want drama with me? All I got is sangre with me Bitches saying scratch they kitty Cat bought a whole pack It was either doing that or Im going back To the bottom with the roaches rats Roaches rats I swear that gave me nightmares Kept me up all night with it Bitch wanna suck my dick Her pussy better come all tight with it My body count infinite My story true, no gimmick Ask about, they ask about You ask about who did it, Tan I got that Tan with that TEC Please dont disrespect I got that Tan with that TEC Please dont disrespect I got that Tan with that TEC Please dont disrespect I got that Tan with that TEC Please dont disrespect

Scum Gang! Superstaar Beats Bitch, its Wallah fuckin Dan, who the fuck is you? You aint my mothafuckin mans, who the fuck is you? Brought the cannon to the jam, who the fuck is you? Who the fuck is you? Dont give a fuck what you sayin, who the fuck is you? We dont know, you better scram, who the fuck is you? Scum Gang my only fam, who the fuck is you? Who the fuck is you? Nigga, who the fuck is you? Tekashi69 from that Scum Squad Yall niggas dont want no drama First nigga act tough gettin WorldStard And I put that on my mama Cant be where Im at, I dont know you Bet my little niggas run up on you Theyll leave a nigga flat, no warning Scum Gang, bitch, we on it, trust me cause you dont want it You can try 6ix9ine if you wanna die A-A-All my niggas down for that homicide Youll be on a shirt, youll be in the church Dressed up in a box with your mama cryin She kissing your corpse I dont know who you is and you pissing me off I aim at your heart, bullets rip through your cross Rip you apart, stitches cant fix it, its straight to the morgue Better hope you dont slip and get lost in these parts Walk through the park after dark, catch a spark Ten oclock news, youll be out on the charts Scum to the Gang, praise to Allah Bitch, its Wallah fuckin Dan, who the fuck is you? You aint my mothafuckin mans, who the fuck is you? Brought the cannon to the jam, who the fuck is you? Who the fuck is you? Dont give a fuck what you sayin, who the fuck is you? We dont know, you better scram, who the fuck is you? Scum Gang my only fam, who the fuck is you? Who the fuck is you? Nigga, who the fuck is you? Fuck outta here Who the fuck is you? It aint gon be nothing nice Who the fuck is you? Your heart dont beat like that, tell you that Who the fuck is you? I dont care Nigga, who the fuck is you? I dont care, I dont go no feelings

Akon Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh Ooh-oh Baby, youre all that I want When I pour Patrón in your cup The vibe is feeling so wrong I just wanna take you home Baby, youre all that I want When I pour Patrón in my cup The vibe is feeling so wrong I just wanna take you home Baby, you look better with your clothes off Baby, you look better with your clothes off Niggas keep telling you to pull up Vibrate on and turn your phone off Vibrate on and turn your phone off Leah, you look better with your clothes off You look better with your clothes off She wanna take ecstasy pills She wanna take ecstasy pills She wanna have sex with me, for real She wanna have sex with me, for real I know you gotta work tonight, uh I promise, baby, Ill be worth your time Fingers crossed that I am your type What am I saying, bitch, my bread is right I can treat you right, I can change your life I can put you in the Wraith with the stars inside Lets take a shot tonight, I could change your life Baby, you the type of girl that my momma like, oh yeah Baby, youre all that I want When I pour Patrón in your cup The vibe is feeling so wrong I just wanna take you home Baby, youre all that I want When I pour Patrón in my cup The vibe is feeling so wrong I just wanna take you home Ooh-oh, ooh-oh Ooh-oh, ooh-oh She wanna make a movie-ie Wanna end up on the TV screen Mixin Henny with the ecstasy Dont wanna end up on TMZ Baby, youre all that I want When I pour Patrón in your cup The vibe is feeling so wrong I just wanna take you home Baby, youre all that I want When I pour Patrón in my cup The vibe is feeling so wrong I just wanna take you home Baby, you look better with your clothes off Baby, you look better with your clothes off Niggas keep telling you to pull up Vibrate on and turn your phone off Vibrate on and turn your phone off Leah, you look better with your clothes off You look better with your clothes off

Ray Charles, I aint never seen a bitch I need Fuck that, I dont need no skis Its so many rich niggas fuckin bitches for free If a nigga want pussy, make him pay that fee I dont want it at all pussy, bitch, gimme some money I dont need no lovin Come on, throw that pussy on the block Make a nigga a hunnid Make that pussy pop like its a shove it, gansta Fendi kicks all yellow, fit so rude Never wife a thot cept you Bad decisions every single time I choose My name is Smilez cause I laugh at you Ex-bitch unless you goin back to dancin She on some OnlyFans shit New girlsll model like vogue cop fashion Nip slip like Janеt Jackson Yeah, she think she got mе trickin, but she dead wrong But she fuck like a machine, call her Megatron When she ask for the bread , gon ghost Only fuck a bitch if a mask on Ray Charles, I aint never seen a bitch I need Fuck that, I dont need no skis Its so many rich niggas fuckin bitches for free If a nigga want pussy, make him pay that fee I dont want it at all pussy, bitch, gimme some money I dont need no lovin Come on, throw that pussy on the block Make a nigga a hunnid Make that pussy pop like its a shove it, gansta Blurred bitch, always on Twitter sayin some absurd shit Before this song, you said I was worthless Now you on my dick gang, thats some bird shit Bitch Im up, got the new Lamb, its a truck New bust down, this shit bust I dont gotta say much, yeah Ray Charles, I aint never seen a bitch I need Fuck that, I dont need no skis Its so many rich niggas fuckin bitches for free If a nigga want pussy, make him pay that fee I dont want it at all pussy, bitch, gimme some money I dont need no lovin Come on, throw that pussy on the block Make a nigga a hunnid Make that pussy pop like its a shove it, gangster

Somebody wake this motherfucker up, man Yo, get up, nigga Superstaar Beats Scum Gang, Scum, Scum Gang Shut up, ho, your pussy stank, smack her fast as she could blink Pimp hand shining, kiss my ring, no shirt underneath the mink Rub my back and feed me grapes, Oxycontin, Lean and Base I screw duwop, I fuck her face, shut up, bitch, your pussy stank Shut up, ho, your pussy stank, smack her fast as she could blink Pimp hand shining, kiss my ring, no shirt underneath the mink Rub my back and feed me grapes, Oxycontin, Lean and Base I screw duwop, I fuck her face, shut up, bitch, your pussy stank Pussy, get a lot of it, so for hoes I aint gotta trip I tell that bitch, Dont gas yourself, not every chick a model, bitch I tell that bitch, Dont gas yourself, not every chick a model, bitch Who let you in my V.I.P.? Fuck up off my bottles, bitch! Represent that Scum Gang, mane, respect my conglomerate Got a young Scum in the cut with the pump If you act tough, he gon splatter shit Wallah dont recycle hoes, hit it once, Im over it Scum Gang dont recycle hoes, hit it once, we over it Mushroom tops and acid trips, while she trip she suck my dick While she suck I count my guap, respect my conglomerate Same day, different shit, same bed, different bitch Scum niggas gettin rich, respect my conglomerate Shut up, ho, your pussy stank, smack her fast as she could blink Pimp hand shining, kiss my ring, no shirt underneath the mink Rub my back and feed me grapes, Oxycontin, Lean and Base I screw duwop, I fuck her face, shut up, bitch, your pussy stank Shut up, ho, your pussy stank, smack her fast as she could blink Pimp hand shining, kiss my ring, no shirt underneath the mink Rub my back and feed me grapes, Oxycontin, Lean and Base I screw duwop, I fuck her face, shut up, bitch, your pussy stank What the fuck is yall hatin for? Cant a young Scum fuck bitches anymore? Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws To come to see me, without no drawers? What the fuck is yall hatin for? Cant a young Scum fuck bitches anymore? Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws Come and see me, without no drawers? Shut up, ho, your pussy stank, smack her fast as she could blink Pimp hand shining, kiss my ring, no shirt underneath the mink Rub my back and feed me grapes, Oxycontin, Lean and Base I screw duwop, I fuck her face, shut up, bitch, your pussy stank Shut up, ho, your pussy stank, smack her fast as she could blink Pimp hand shining, kiss my ring, no shirt underneath the mink Rub my back and feed me grapes, Oxycontin, Lean and Base I screw duwop, I fuck her face, shut up, bitch, your pussy stank

Yeah, v chladnom januári Yeah, v zelenom Jaguari V čiernych mikinách, ako jaguáre Dneska sa nehuláka Dneska sa zhulákame Yeah, v chladnom januári Yeah, v zelenom Jaguari V čiernych kapucniach, zakrývame tváre Chcem pre mojich zlatý chrup a doma Huracany Yeah, v chladnom januári V zelenom Jaguári V čiernych mikinách, jak jaguáre Dneska sa nehuláka Dneska sa zhulákame Chcem pre mojich zlatý chrup a v garáži Huracany Yeah, v chladnom januári Yeah, v zelenom Jaguari Yeah, pozri miznú tváre Yeah, chcem pre mojich zlatý chrup a v garáži... These niggas talking shit, so run up, run up Drop, youre bout to play with us, put ya gun up, gun up Pussy boy, you aint on shit, so shut the fuck up Shut the fuck up, pussy, shut the fuck up Switchblade to his face, yeah, yeah Get the safe, fuck the case, yeah, yeah Do the dash in the chase, yeah, yeah Hit the dash, fuck the chase, oh yeah, yeah Rrrrr Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Po víne špeciálne videnie Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Po víne špeciálne myslenie Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Slovensko, Česko a Mexiko Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Slovensko, Česko a Mexiko Ayy, zadarmo Beefeater, uh Vznikol nový joker, uh Margiely za liter, uh A že vraj som piker, uh Daj mi love na tácku, uh Daj mi love do stacku, uh Daj mi love do vrecka, yah Ukáž, že nie si socka Yeah, v chladnom januári V zelenom Jaguari V čiernych mikinách, jak jaguáre Dneska sa nehuláka Dneska sa zhulákame Chcem pre mojich zlatý chrup a v garáži Huracany Yeah, v chladnom januári Yeah, v zelenom Jaguari Dneska sa nehuláka Dneska sa zhulákame Chcem pre mojich zlatý chrup a v garáži Huracany Ayy, A já jedu jako Jaguar Narozenej - február Za ty roky na krku to, co ty si za roky profetoval Já to vetoval Rapu obětoval sem kilometry života, co ty si tomu dal A kurvy, co byly v mojí zóně, stojí opodál Nikdy sem nekoňoval Pamatuju doby kdy sem čároval Seberu si všechno, co sem tomu dal Luciano Galliano vizuál Chci love, cash do kapsy, ayy Chci love, cash do kapsy, dej Chci love, cash na taxi, fake Chci love, cash mi vysypej Yeah, v chladnom januári Yeah, v zelenom Jaguári V čiernych mikinách, ako jaguáre Dneska sa nehuláka Dneska sa zhulákame Yeah, v chladnom januári Yeah, v zelenom Jaguári V čiernych kapucniach, zakrývame tváre Chcem pre mojich zlatý chrup a doma Huracany Yeah, v chladnom januári V zelenom Jaguari V čiernych mikinách, jak jaguáre Dneska sa nehuláka Dneska sa zhulákame Chcem pre mojich zlatý chrup a v garáži Huracany Yeah, v chladnom januári Yeah, v zelenom Jaguari

Lean up on my roof Gold up in my tooth Cop another coupe Felon on the loose Lean up on my roof Gold up in my tooth Cop-Cop-Cop another coupe Felon on the loose Quali or the tech? 40 in the TEC Riding with that vest, hit you in your chest I leave a nigga wet, that bitch shes so wet Finesse her out a check, so please dont disrespect Yo, bitch, Im wild and fresh off the island, my bitch Italian Im tweakin, that bitch is geekin, her pussy leakin Forty, I got that forty, that forty on me I bust it, Im really dumping that bitch, I bust it Who want it, who really want it? Them guns is dumping Said Im comin, that how Im bombin, thats on my bousin My cuz say he hit you up, bet you youse a dumb bitch Lean up on my roof Gold up in my tooth Cop another coupe Felon on the loose Lean up on my roof Gold up in my tooth Cop-Cop-Cop another coupe Felon on the loose Fuck you talkin bout? I been out my town Making all these sounds, yeah, I got it from the underground Pumpin round after round, yet Im hitting no rebounds Fuck you mean? Yeah, I got it motherfucker, look around Finna get it back , move around the map Yeah I make it flip , never looking back I been on my vibe, never gonna die Let the tires slide, Im down to fuckin ride Been out here with the same old thing Pop that back and I let that bang Grab that chalk and I make that land Roll my woods with that platinum flame Think about what I wanted now Aint going down, Im coming up We pulling up, you know whats up Catch up, dont give a fuck Lean up on my roof Gold up in my tooth Cop another coupe Felon on the loose Lean up on my roof Gold up in my tooth Cop-Cop-Cop another coupe Felon on the loose

Big Boy Cash, whats poppin? Scum Gang I just put Brazilian hair on my new bitch Heard that bitch talkin out the side of her lip I wont even spend, give my lil nigga that check Have them niggas at your neck, what the fuck do you expect? I just put a beam on that brand new Draco Hundred shots and they got that shit from Diego He movin dope across the border, so I copped me a kilo I bought Valentino, got sick of wearin Moschino Yo, who shop at rainbow? Got my drip at a Barneys Mike Amiri denim, I cannot do no Tommy My diamonds watery, they drippin like my shit from the zoney You got your stuff from Claires, they cubic zirconi Gucci on my bag and you still wearin Coach I be in first class and you still ridin coach I aint even call em back, that bitch, we doin the most I aint need to fuck that bitch, she put that Prada on my coat Fi-Fick Tarnung, was Camouflage? Ich knall dich ab bei Tageslicht Ta-Ta-Tageslicht, knall dich ab bei Tageslicht Panoramablick Pan-Panoramablick Fi-Fick Tarnung, was Camouflage? Ich knall dich ab bei Tageslicht Panoramablick Pan-Panoramablick Panoramablick Heute Nacht ist Devils Night Hab deine Deckung, sie bricht ein Kreuzberg, Shawty, 6ix9ine Deutschrap, ja, diese Bitch weint Universal will Dunkelheit Bundesweit jetzt mich signt Los, quetsche dich ins Kleid Massaka heute im Wohlstand Neun-Millimeter hat Hochglanz Fünf Liter Motor Den Pitbull ich jetzt loslass Gelder fließen, ja, so ist das In Plantagen wächst hohes Gras Schwarzgeld, meine Hose platzt Schwarzgeld, meine Hose platzt Toxic, kanla fondip, sana front kick Feature meature istiyon ama en azından on bin Sağ çıkamadı son tim baskın yaparken bombing Massaka harbi gothic lan, karanlıklarda top fit Massaka tarzı saldırgan Zincir, yüzükler altından Piyasa bunun farkında Dünya ayağımın altında Kanka, bok var saçında Küresel etkim kasırga Muhabir, sen çok kaşınma Şimdi sokak basında Fi-Fick Tarnung, was Camouflage? Ich knall dich ab bei Tageslicht Panoramablick Pan-Panoramablick Panoramablick Fi-Fick Tarnung, was Camouflage? Ich knall dich ab bei Tageslicht Panoramablick Pan-Panoramablick Panoramablick

Theres a lot of haters out here So I gotta let em know whats up They already know whats up! Scum Gang, TR3YWAY, you dont want it! I dont care what they sayin, cause you know Im dope Got these bitches on my dick, cause you know Im dope They used to talk shit, now they try to be my dogs Try to be cool and shit, I would be like nope! Cop-Cop-Cop the bands Everybody on my block really was like Woah And my Facebook got like 50,000 pokes Got the city on my back, cause you know Im dope Thick bitch swallow dick, you know whats low She said she like my swag and she like my flow And tonight she would love to try my rope Im like Damn girl, I see you really want that woke Now she dont talk much, all she do is blow, um Thats right, going hard, got money, got swag Got hunnies, do your thing, if you feel like you running Be official, be so beneficial Hold your position, you cant do it? Im like Fuck it, Ill just stay official, uh I dont care what theyre sayin, cause you know Im dope Got the shakes in my hat, cause you know Im dope They used to talk shit, now they try to be my dogs Try to be cool and shit, I would be like nope! I dont care what theyre sayin, cause you know Im dope Got the shakes in my hat, cause you know Im dope They used to talk shit, now they try to be my dogs Try to be cool and shit, I would be like nope! Talk to me nice or dont talk at all Shotti got the tool and its busting off Got the pump and all, this shit jumping off Look to a trip, turn em all 30 clips, extendos, nigga Shooters all go off the wind blow, nigga We dont miss lil nigga, you hit lil nigga If I dont got it, you know 5 gon get you One in your head, you in your bed We in your crib, you Xd out Two in your head, your boo in your bed Don’t wanna touch this wet blouse Talk to the feds, I call up cadet I throw him a Sharpie, he wire your mouth Always in depth, I go get home I go in the trunk, get them TECs out I dont care what theyre sayin, cause you know Im dope Got the shakes in my hat, cause you know Im dope They used to talk shit, now they try to be my dogs Try to be cool and shit, I would be like nope! I dont care what theyre sayin, cause you know Im dope Got the shakes in my hat, cause you know Im dope They used to talk shit, now they try to be my dogs Try to be cool and shit, I would be like nope!

I need a bitch thats dirty like me, dirty like me I need a bitch thats dirty like me, dirty like me I need a bitch thats dirty like me, dirty like me I said I need a bitch thats dirty like me, me Jordan Granados Scum Got a couple niggas thatll kill a couple niggas Really wanna try, really catch him in the ceiling Getting high with your bitch, plotting on a milli 47 reptilian, reptilian For my nigga winners, or my nigga hundreds All my niggas hundreds in the winter while they winning Like Ken, nigga, no days off Ill give you a verse, but Ill have to charge Hand me the ball, aint no king of this court Living off beginning, now I made it to sport Nigga bitch at the airport, leave your demons at the door Homie, if not, Ima send my homie Saw Brand new hole up a in this bitch Brand new zone up a in this bitch I call the doors on in the corner, the cut And get an ush, and a weed, no angel dust I been ashing on angels, aint no one above us Aint no nigga that I trust, aint gettin me fucked up Bitches wanna fuck, yeah, yeah, Im goin nuts So tell me what my game, why these bitches love us 47 lifestyle, ScumGang69 Young niggas hella fly, young niggas trap or die I need a dirty, dirty ho in this motherfucker I need a dirty, dirty ho in this motherfucker I need a dirty, dirty ho in this motherfucker Cause Im a dirty fuckin Scum in this motherfucker Dirty like me, dirty like me, dirty like me, dirty like me Scum like me, Scum like me, dirty, fuckin, Scum, bitch Dirty like me, dirty like me, dirty like me, dirty like me Scum like me, Scum like me, dirty, fuckin, Scum, bitch Dirty bitch that speaks it, Victoria Secret or Pinkfresh King Slut plus incense, your pussy tingling, sixth sense Scratching my back, left imprints, she fired up like my engines Give me head in the whip, I dont need no tints Sleep in my crib, better pay that rent Super head, really youre nasty, smack em, they nasty Voice is raspy after what it done been through Dirty sandwich is into sex on the beach Sparking that light and rekindle We both just bust our nuts and synchronize 47 and 69 screamin I need a dirty, dirty ho in this motherfucker I need a dirty, dirty ho in this motherfucker I need a dirty, dirty ho in this motherfucker Cause Im a dirty fuckin Scum in this motherfucker Dirty like me, dirty like me, dirty like me, dirty like me Scum like me, Scum like me, dirty, fuckin, Scum, bitch Dirty like me, dirty like me, dirty like me, dirty like me Scum like me, Scum like me, dirty, fuckin, Scum, bitch Now go and pop that pussy for a Scum nigga Off a perc, puffing on a blunt, drinking dumb liquor Bust it open, bring it back, eat her with my golds in Grab her ass, she kiss my neck, damn, her pussy soakin You know Im that nigga, ho, fuck them other niggas, ho Other niggas chasing bitches, Wallah only chasing dough Bitch said she gon suck dick, say Yeah, yeah, heard that before Bitch said, Its my first time, say Yeah, yeah, heard that before Flexing to these bitches, got em in they feelings If she tell me I aint hitting, then we never chilling Flexing to these bitches, got em in they feelings I bust a nut up in their eyes, told em watch my children I need a dirty, dirty ho in this motherfucker I need a dirty, dirty ho in this motherfucker I need a dirty, dirty ho in this motherfucker Cause Im a dirty fuckin Scum in this motherfucker Dirty like me, dirty like me, dirty like me, dirty like me Scum like me, Scum like me, dirty, fuckin, Scum, bitch Dirty like me, dirty like me, dirty like me, dirty like me Scum like me, Scum like me, dirty, fuckin, Scum, bitch

Ayy, slide up in the cut Better knuck, better buck We dont duck, bitch, whats up? We dont duck, bitch, whats up? Im a dog, man, I aint trained That shit Ill take to the grave That shit Ill take to the grave That shit Ill take to the grave I spray the K ambidextrous Snatchin her necklace, wildin like bogies off Actavis Banned, stuffin the duffel with bands Holdin the dog, it get snatched out your hands Say say, spray K, K-Nay lay lay Every day-day gettin paid, never catch fade Glock and a .22, Glock and a .22 Niggas wanna talk, talk sitting there, choo, choo Little fuckin cokehead wanna go, tell him, Let him go Russian Roulette with a full clip, Glock, no reload Say what I want, nigga, fuck all your feelings I run with that heater, thats heathens to demons You talking, not fightin, my fists dont got reasons My niggas dont reason, thats hoes that be speakin Thug life, bitch had a 2Pac moment Fresh hold nigga with the Guwop stomach Spin through your block with the uwop bustin Ran through the east, like, who block want it? Got the bitch down and I smoke all the dirt Bust out the back like a hole poker shirt Bust your bitch ass, need more and more Percs Your favorite rapper a broke, hold his dirt What happened to you? Laughing at you for havin to shoot Sawed off will take off a fraction of you, Mac Baller views Mad that your boo blew her back in the coupe I was 16, sellin crack by the school Million in cash, all the racks that I blew Look in the mirror, who nicer to you? Biting my style like Tyson would do Ayy, slide up in the cut Better knuck, better buck We dont duck, bitch, whats up? We dont duck, bitch, whats up? Im a dog, man, I aint trained That shit Ill take to the grave That shit Ill take to the grave That shit Ill take to the grave Boy, fuck you thought? Nigga, my hands dont talk Nigga, my bite dont bark Fuck you thought? Nigga, you aint no star You slide up and get lockjaw I paid for the Glock then I came to the block Gunshot, gunshot, one time, one time I paid for the rocks, I stuffed in the socks One sale, one sale, top-notch, top-notch I run up on nigga, go ape on a nigga No face, no trace, no case on a nigga Black switchblade to the face of a nigga Never ever will I catch a fade from a nigga Scum Squad, dont know yall You scu face, Ill split yall Get pieced up, no Jigsaw Run up wrong, get hit torn

Oh my God, Ronny! Cant wait to see your new body And youre actin like you dont know nobody No body count on your new body Cant wait to see your new body Ill be the first one to hit your new body, woah On that new body, old dick dont count One new titty, those tits dont bounce Want, gonna do six, no bounce Gotta run it up before the sun on our account Fuck on the thot, we aint runnin without the stacks Your friends need an ass so we checkin my account One false account, I gotta check it for the stacks Uh, uh, face down Funny how the problems is the situation You and her are somethin, now on vacation And never gonna settle for this vacation Going for the son, like the vacation Two weeks here is like a stay-cation Take facetime, wanna stay patient What they gonna do, huh, stay ace huh? Cant wait to see your new body And youre actin like you dont know nobody You said that no body count on this new body Cant wait to see your new body Ill be the first one to hit your new body, woah Bounce, hold it, where we signin for amount? Bounce, make me want to look at your account Friend need an ass, let me look at my account Let me see you, uh, let me see that boy bounce Bounce, situation, fuck with something on every situation Prayin like the sun, you want to stay patient But you got new body and you got it, one of one Cant wait to see your new body Now youre actin like you dont know nobody You said that no body count on this new body Ooh, will you come through shortie? Ooh, will you come through shortie? Ooh, will you come through shortie? Ooh, will you come through shortie? Gotta come through for me Ooh, will you come through shortie? Gotta come through for me Ooh, will you come through shortie? Gotta come through for me Ooh Mike Dean, we got Mike Dean in the building

They talking crazy, talking bout how they made me Saying how they gon stave me, all that hot shit dont faze me Crazy! Thats it, Thats all I gotta say, crazy Look in my eyes , I give no fucks I fuck shit up, Im busting nuts She call me baby , she got me fucked up Im not your baby , I just want the nut, ho! Bitch must be crazy, do this shit on the daily Pull up Mercedes, with a bitch from Haiti These niggas fugazi They talking crazy Talking bout how they made me Saying how they gon stave me All that hot shit dont faze me Pull up a coupe, shoot out the roof Beaming at you , wet you like cooch TEKASHI69 from that Scum fucking squad Fuck your bitches, fuck the law Ride my squad, fuck em all, squad! Look in my eyes , I give no fucks I fuck shit up, Im busting nuts She call me baby , she got me fucked up Im not your baby , I just want the nut, ho! Dices que eres gangster pero del dinero de antes Maldito come mierda, ten cuidao, no te atragante Tamo tan conectaos que hasta podemos dar el cante Con tu puta en el Ferrari, jalapeño extra picante Piquete traficante, mi puta está arrogante Tratando con los árabes, hoe, bricks en el turbante Mi dinero se expande , mi chain extra-brillante Yo no soy tu baby, hoe, sólo quiero el gaznate El juez me quiere encerrar Disque no sé diferenciar entre el bien y el mal I give no fucks, I give no fucks Puta, look in my eyes Yung Beef furcia Tekashi 6ix9ine Be-Be-Be-Beef Boy Look in my eyes , I give no fucks I fuck shit up, Im busting nuts She call me baby , she got me fucked up Im not your baby , I just want the nut, ho! Look in my eyes , I give no fucks I fuck shit up, Im busting nuts She call me baby , she got me fucked up Im not your baby , I just want the nut, ho! La-La-La-La Vendicion, papi

I hate bitches thats always talkin bout Oh, her man in my inbox, though Oh, Ill take your nigga Bitch, Im in your inbox just cause Im trying to get the brain My shorty not around and you around And I heard you a smut, I heard you a slot I heard you a skeeze... I just- I just- I just- I just- I just want that brain, bitch I just want that brain, bitch I just want that brain, bitch I just want that brain, bitch I just want that brain, bitch, I just want that brain bitch I just want that brain, bitch, I just want that brain bitch And you best not tell my bitch I just want that brain, bitch, I just want that brain bitch I just want that brain, bitch, I just want that brain bitch And you best not tell my bitch I dont got a crush Bitch, I be lying In your inbox Bitch, I been lying Bitch, Im a liar Bitch, Im a liar Bitch, Im a liar Bitch, Im a liar Tekashi 6ix lies from that SCUM fuckin squad If you a dirty bitch, then take off them drawers I dont wanna fuck I just want that brain I dont wanna fuck Bitch, I just want that brain My shawty not around But bitch, you around So stop snitchin, bitch I dont love you bitch I dont want you bitch So stop snitchin bitch I just want that dome I just want that neck I just want that shimmy rock I just want that shimmy rock I just want that shimmy rock I screw du-fuckin-wop I just want that shimmy rock I just want that shimmy rock I just want that shimmy rock I screw du-fuckin-wop I just- I just- I just- I just- I just want that brain, bitch I just want that brain, bitch I just want that brain, bitch I just want that brain, bitch I just want that brain, bitch, I just want that brain bitch I just want that brain, bitch, I just want that brain bitch And you best not tell my bitch I just want that brain, bitch, I just want that brain bitch I just want that brain, bitch, I just want that brain bitch And you best not tell my bitch I heard you a thot , I heard you a skeeze-bucket I heard you a slob, so let me skeeze on it I just want the top, so bitch Ima lie Say that you my bitch, but I got a bitch I dont want your Instagram, I dont want your Twitter, hoe Keep your fuckin number, bitch, you know 6ix9ine pimping hoes Shorty want the gang bang, Imma pass her to the bros Tryna hit me on the low, she know Im that nigga though I just- I just- I just- I just- I just want that brain, bitch I just want that brain, bitch I just want that brain, bitch I just want that brain, bitch I just want that brain, bitch, I just want that brain bitch I just want that brain, bitch, I just want that brain bitch And you best not tell my bitch I just want that brain, bitch, I just want that brain bitch I just want that brain, bitch, I just want that brain bitch And you best not tell my bitch Bitch, Im wanting my nut Stop actin like this... Ill tell you what I hate bitches thats always, her man in my inbox Ill screenshot, bitch, Im in your inbox cause I want some dome, I want some neck, I want some shimmy rock Bitch, relax Bitch, I dont love you, I dont want you, I dont wanna crush on you, I be lyin, bitch, I be lyin, I just want the brain I dont really wanna fuck you, I want the brain, I want the head

Yo, Trey Way Mega, you played that boy Tell em pop out where its litty at Really homie? Billy dat Where all the 0-trey biddies at Gansta party, thats a Fendi fact Weed rolled, where the Henny at Billy up, Billy dat Red-Stuy is where we really at Billy up nigga, Billy dat Tell em pop out where its litty at Really homie? Billy dat Where all the 0-trey biddies at Gansta party, Fendi fact Weed rolled, where the Henny at Billy up, Billy dat Red-Stuy is where we really at Billy up nigga, Billy dat Walk up in the spot like gimmie dat Shit match, penny pack All in designer, dont skip a rack Fuck the Balmains, those dont fit the scrap Red chucks low cut, laces on the floor, Im really 9 Trey B hop all over nigga face ever disrespect the gang Always red flag when I Billy Bop Paint the town red, make the bitty hot Bang like them niggas from Cedar Grove Trip on my set you get pita rolled Chuck it up, soo-woop Puss gotta be fat like a moose knuckle Pockets triple fat, like a goose bubble Lotta raps let my goons touch you Put some baby in the kitty And my apes gettin filthy Shoutout to blazin billys Double R if you feel me Roll around me no achilles We dont ever need a safety Keep on shootin till his face bleeds Nigga I put that on Stacey All of my niggas I be with is Milly, they hold their own weight BBA will ride, We blow, We dont bend, we dont fold, we dont break I came to Cali to get battle Fought with Big Boys I aint smoking no shake Left shorty in the BnB with all the skeet was all on her face Tell em pop out where its litty at Really homie? Billy dat Where all the 0-trey biddies at Gansta party, thats a Fendi fact Weed rolled, where the Henny at Billy up, Billy dat Red-Stuy is where we really at Billy up nigga, Billy dat Tell em pop out where its litty at Really homie? Billy dat Where all the 0-trey biddies at Gansta party, Fendi fact Weed rolled, where the Henny at Billy up, Billy dat Red-Stuy is where we really at Billy up nigga, Billy dat

Lyrics from Snippet They be sayin this and that, all that shit is cap Pull up on em real rough like where the energy at? I shot you, I robbed you and yall aint do nothin back Remember that? Niggas lacked Yall aint do nothin back but make tracks Suck dick, nigga, eat my sack I shot at all yall rappers, real life, no cap The feds charged me for that, a whole fuckin case So eat a dick, lil nigga, dont watch my face Aint no pity, black, run up on a nigga, give me that Where your jewelry at? Stupid lil nigga, give me that Where your blicky at? Pull up on him, make it brr-at Bitch, you know that when I see you we gon make it brr-at I got this fifty, fifty, fifty shot, make it Milly Rock Silly Blicky, caught a glizzy shot, made him Diddy bop Still be posted by the chicken spot, got my city hot Silencer, that shit on Shh while this .40 pick a shot I got this Mickey, Mickey, moppy-moppy-mop-mop Look, you could catch a shot-sh-shot-sh-shot-shot Watch him twirl, then he drop-d-drop-d-drop-drop I got the game on lock-l-lock-l-lock-lock I got this Mickey, Mickey, moppy-moppy-mop-mop Look, you could catch a shot-sh-shot-sh-shot-shot Watch him twirl, then he drop-d-drop-d-drop-drop I got the game on lock-l-lock-l-lock-lock ... Ring around the rosie, still keep it on me Fuck a lil semi nigga, Im coming with this choppa When that jam, he wont make it to the doctor Leave that pussy rotting, kick his head like its soccer They aint living what they rappin, its cappin They just do it for a caption, they really acting Man that nigga always lacking, he wasnt packing And I knew the feds cappin, lets put the facts in You a bitch I know you wouldnt ride for your homie I know you wouldnt ride by your doley They be on my dick, but if you know me, then you know me Gold chain, good drip in the Rollie too swollie Look Big watch, big Cuban, tough Send addy, my guys come in No smiles, no games, fun , cant get away, fuck it I got this Mickey, Mickey, moppy-moppy-mop-mop Look, you could catch a shot-sh-shot-sh-shot-shot Watch him twirl, then he drop-d-drop-d-drop-drop I got the game on lock-l-lock-l-lock-lock I got this Mickey, Mickey, moppy-moppy-mop-mop Look, you could catch a shot-sh-shot-sh-shot-shot Watch him twirl, then he drop-d-drop-d-drop-drop I got the game on lock-l-lock-l-lock-lock

I have a dream Throw the wrong fingers up, pistols getting finger fucked Nigga try to act tough, hit him with the Mac Truck Body bag, zip him up, 40 clip, rip him up Other side, they aint tough, our side fuck it up Niggas my gang, when the thing go bang Roll the window down, let me do my thang I go insane, hit him in his brain, that boy a stain Yada niggas bluff, yall niggas aint tough I know some Bloods, they wet you up Thats just because, boy, fuck you thought? Nigga, my hands dont talk, nigga, my bite dont bark Fuck you thought? Nigga, you aint no star You slide up, get lock jawed I came to the block, I paid for the Glock Gunshot, gunshot, one time, one time I paid for the rocks, I stuffed the socks One sale, one sale, top notch, top notch I run up on nigga, go ape a nigga No face, no trace, no case on nigga Black switchblade to the face of a nigga Never ever will I catch a fade from a nigga Boy, fuck you thought? My squad go crazy Try and put us in cages, cant contain us My block go crazy, my squad go crazy Throw the wrong fingers up, pistols getting finger fucked Nigga try to act tough, hit him with the Mac Truck Body bag, zip him up, 40 clip, rip him up Other side, they aint tough, our side fuck it up But I got that juice , and I got that sauce My squad go crazy, aint scared to shoot What the fuck you thought? If you on that stoop, you droppin Ks And you take a loss, let me call my troops Oh, you think you warrin? Well take you off, yeah, them things get tossed Catch me Im whipping, Im spinning the block Catch him in the shoulder, Im spinning an opp Nowadays we sinning a lot Prolly why my gang winning the pot Gotta take risks, you know they say crime pays Im trying to paid like nine ways and Ill find ways When its time its time, cant time fade But I gotta keep moving These boys steady looking close while Im looking for em Pull up on the block Hop out at the bodega, they lookin hard Im looking fly like I took their card Hopped out, then they took it all, but none of my shit Only thing he took was a clip that he took at heart Throw the wrong fingers up, pistols getting finger fucked Nigga try to act tough, hit him with the Mac Truck Body bag, zip him up, 40 clip, rip him up Other side, they aint tough, our side fuck it up

La letra completa no está disponible por el momento No soy un criminal No me gusta robar, pero lo hago pa ti Porque te amo a ti, oye mami No yo soy un criminal, no me gusta robar Pero lo hago pa ti, porque te amo a ti, oye mami No me gusta robar, no me gusta cantar Porque te amo, te extraño, te lo digo Yo te lo digo más, que soy criminal Yo no voy a mentir, porque te amo a ti No lo digo más, que soy criminal Porque te amo, te extraño Y no voy mentir Dímelo—

If you wanna pop, nigga, pop Dizz, you violated If you wanna pop, nigga, pop If send a drop, you get dropped If you wanna pop, nigga, pop We dont give a fuck bout no cops If you wanna pop, nigga, pop If send a drop, you get dropped If you wanna pop, nigga, pop We dont give a fuck bout no cops Say you a shooter, you aint shootin You a poodle, I got hitters outside Ready to knock off your medula I got birds in the trap, how you think I got all this mula If you think bout running up, come see what we do to intruders Yeah, hit a stain, punch a fuckboy in his face If I ever get caught up, I do the time, wont do the race Got some lions in the jungle, got gorillas in the cage When we catch they ass in person they start preaching like they Ma$e And my fiddle low, I be with some Billies and some hats It get critical, I swear we just dont know how to act You so typical, your mouth got you laying on your back Throw subliminals, thats how you get murdered for a track If you wanna pop, nigga, pop If send a drop, you get dropped If you wanna pop, nigga, pop We dont give a fuck bout no cops If you wanna pop, nigga, pop If send a drop, you get dropped If you wanna pop, nigga, pop We dont give a fuck bout no cops Punch you in your face, motherfucker I knock your teeth out More like shoot you in your face Watch your mouth, I watch you bleed out Do you dirty in the spot, motherfucker, I brought the beam out Head shot, closed range, closed case, what that be bout? Niggas really think they the shit Til my niggas come in and we shit on em Beat a nigga out his Yeezys, they on E-Bay, let him bid on him Same niggas you idolize, if you would fight would spit on you I only ride with my day ones, if you aint Scum, suck a dick, homie Niggas mad cause they bitch want me Its fuck a bitch, Im bout my chips I need a 6 with the kit on it, .38, rubber grip on it Scum Gang, all my niggas riders, cut coke with the Benefiber Word around my side of town, your bitch is sly so I slid inside her Tekashi69 from that scum fucking squad No doors, break the walls, Scum Gang til I fall Tekashi69 from that scum fucking squad Fuck these bitches, fuck the law, ride my squad, fuck em all If you wanna pop, nigga, pop If send a drop, you get dropped If you wanna pop, nigga, pop We dont give a fuck bout no cops If you wanna pop, nigga, pop If send a drop, you get dropped If you wanna pop, nigga, pop We dont give a fuck bout no cops

Scum Gang! Whoa, whoa, whoa, shout to the Scum out here Shoutout to the Scum out here Shoutout to the Scum Shoutout to the Scum, yeah Shoutout to the Scum out here Yeah, drop it, drop it, drop it Young nigga stay wildin, Scum niggas all violent BX or Long Island, bust until we hear the sirens Ride around with them thangs out, niggas dont wanna bang out Yall ain’t got that gun talk, yall ain’t got that gun talk Move a ki in weekend, move a ki in weekend Yall aint gettin no money, man, yall aint gettin no money, man Im on the block with the guns out You dont wanna get gunned down Im from that block, boy, Im from that block, boy 16 on my Glock now, pussy nigga get shot down You dont want no war, man, you dont want no war, man Scum Gang, niggas know me, Scum Gang, niggas know me On the block, catch a felony, on the block, catch a felony All the mayhem, all the violence, Scum Gang be the wildest Scum Gang be the wildest, Scum Gang be the wildest All the mayhem, all the violence, pussy nigga, be quiet Scum Gang be the wildest, Scum Gang be the wildest All the mayhem, all the violence, Scum Gang be the wildest Scum Gang be the wildest, Scum Gang be the wildest All the mayhem, all the violence, pussy nigga, be quiet Scum Gang be the wildest, Scum Gang be the wildest Yeah, rollin with my niggas, rollin with my squadron I say yeah, we dont know them niggas, so we YOLO Bitches all want the big dick, 6ix9ine aint no kid, bitch Bitches know how I get down, bitches know how I get down I be on the block, on Locust, with the coke, I do the hocus pocus 360 with the wrist game, watch me whip it to a hurricane Niggas know Im gettin guala, guala, guala, Im in Guatemala Half Rican, half Mexican, bullet through your wrist, mane Do this for my young niggas, do this for my Scum niggas Cant fuck with a fuck nigga, throw your middle fingers up, nigga All the mayhem, all the violence, Scum Gang be the wildest Scum Gang be the wildest, Scum Gang be the wildest All the mayhem, all the violence, pussy nigga, be quiet Scum Gang be the wildest, Scum Gang be the wildest All the mayhem, all the violence, Scum Gang be the wildest Scum Gang be the wildest, Scum Gang be the wildest All the mayhem, all the violence, pussy nigga, be quiet Scum Gang be the wildest, Scum Gang be the wildest Yeah, yeah Shout out to the Scum out Shout out to the Scum Shout out to the Scum out here Shout out to the Scum, man Shout out to the Scum, man Squad, squad, squad, squad

Scum Gang! Its that Titanic iceberg, bitch, Im fucking sinking Its that Titanic iceberg, Im over-fucking-thinking, yeah Titanic, iceberg, bitch, Im fucking sinking Its that Titanic iceberg, Im over-fucking-thinking, yeah Hold up, riding with the two Glocks Who hot? You not, hoes call me 2Pac Titanic on my left wrist, cost me two block J $tash, chain splash, red, yellow, blue watch Mind you a flip, tell a bitch through a tube sock Truck, get up front, no top when I do drop Rolling up a blunt, take a puff, getting too high Two white girls on my dick, gettin creampied Uh, shit get nasty, Susie, Tanya, Leslie, Ashley Uh, bitch, come catch me, Louie, Gucci, Fendi, flashy Eh, bitch, you ashy, cant talk to me, bitch, you trashy Uh, keep it classy, got me a new bitch, look like Ashley Its that Titanic iceberg, bitch, Im fucking sinking Its that Titanic iceberg, Im over-fucking-thinking, yeah Titanic iceberg, bitch, Im fucking sinking Its that Titanic iceberg, Im over-fucking-thinking, yeah Run it, run it, run it , gun it, gun it, gun it Taking souls, digging holes, pulling triggers, yeah, we busting Watch your eyes fake the dump, when this gun fuckin buck Concrete shoes and all, body lay under the tongue Run dead on a nigga on the back block Closed door jig, get ya head popped Straight drop, 40 caps lookin like a laptop Red beam on the gun, sound like cyclops Bitch, what the fuck is you thinking? Bitch, what the fuck is you thinking? Bitch, what the fuck is you thinking? All of my niggas gon spray it

Joe Young Mike Rebel , its Gucci Whats poppin? What? No limit Yeah 6ix9ine on my face Ima shoot him in the face Ima shoot you, beat the case Put that nigga in his place Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Got these tats on all on my body Tat for every hommy Ridin with that Tommy Little wave, Im the Tsunami Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Yeah Scum Gang What Im the O-N-E, nigga, J-O-E Niggas out here really tryna be like me Tryna see like me, rock clean like me True beam on me with the cream on me But I keep it low-key til I D-I-E Should have practiced, got a stee I-D On the backpack, you know I be In the black Range, you aint cold as me On this rap shit tryna flow like me All these ratchets, tryna blow like me Fore they clap shit for this D-O-E All this trapping to the free OGs On the flagship, nigga, G-O-D Kinda ratchet with a beam on me Got them gadgets with the lean on knee Cant catch up, try to scheme on me 6ix9ine on my face Ima shoot him in the face Ima shoot you, beat the case Put that nigga in his place Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Got these tats on all on my body Tat for every hommy Ridin with that Tommy Little wave, Im the Tsunami Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Its Gucci Gucci, Im so icy that I tat it on my face Got a ice cream cone match my ice cold chain Im just coolin, bae Its Gucci Man and Chu If you aint come to fuck then you should keep it movin, bae Im getting a bunch of cash, thats nothin new today I hit the strip club, cant tell you what I threw today Just bought a Rolls-Royce, Im bout to paint it blue today I tint my windows same color as my Cartiers And I just ripped the stage, wrote another page Im just a eight figure mogul that got out the cage My hood so real, I tat it on my stomach Zone 6 but the choppas hold a hundred 6ix9ine on my face Ima shoot him in the face Ima shoot you, beat the case Put that nigga in his place Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Got these tats on all on my body Tat for every hommy Ridin with that Tommy Little wave, Im the Tsunami Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Ooh, O.N.E like Ne-Yo Hollow when its comin just like Cleo No, its not the Migos Talkin to the pharaoh, free my people Boy, that hood dont look the same Niggas still destructin, they just took the chain Grandmama, she took the pain Buried all my uncles, damn the preacher paid Damn them niggas gettin paid Them boys on the corner, they aint sellin lemonade Police lock us in a cage Crackin killin niggas just like renegade 6ix9ine on my face Ima shoot him in the face Ima shoot you, beat the case Put that nigga in his place Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Got these tats on all on my body Tat for every hommy Ridin with that Tommy Little wave, Im the Tsunami Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach

Scum Gang! Boy, fuck you thought? My squad go crazy Try and put us in cages, cant contain us My block go crazy, my block go crazy 6ix9ine the squad, and thats on my mom Man, thats on my baby 6ix9ine the squad, man, thats on my mom Man, thats on my baby Pop out on these silly niggas Pop up, like a wheelie nigga Line up, its fifty niggas When we line up, we gon kill them niggas Split your face like a Philly, nigga Real shit, I aint feelin niggas Hustle all, no-chill a nigga Off the leash, like get them niggas Wish a nigga would try to run up on me Wish a nigga would try run up on Kahee Wish a nigga would try run up on Squamane Stop it, keep a .380 in my pocket, cock it Yall know Tekashi but my name is Daze I do no talking, I just let it spray Were the real niggas, yall niggas frauds Bustin off, no talk nigga Wish a nigga run up on Kashi Put the 380 to his noggin, pop him, drop him Moe grab your drink, we gon pour the shit up Cranberry Sprite might fuck with the crunch Cause Daze gettin high and be counting these bucks You broke niggas need to shut the fuck up With your broke ass, get your luck up With your broke ass, get your luck up Boy fuck you thought? Nigga my hands dont talk Nigga my bite dont bark Fuck you thought? Nigga you aint no star You slide up, get lock-jawed I paid for the Glock, I came to the block Gunshot, gunshot, one time, one time I paid for the rocks, I stuffed to the socks One sale, one sale, top notch, top notch I run up on nigga, go ape on a nigga No face, no case, no trace on a nigga Black switchblade to the face of a nigga Never ever will I catch a fade from a nigga TEKA$HI69 from that SCUM fucking squad Fuck your bitch and fuck the law Ride my squad, fuck em all, squad

Oh my god, Ronny Cant wait to see your new body And youre actin like you dont know nobody No body count on your new body Cant wait to see your new body Ill be the first one to hit your new body New body, you been workin hard Ive been on your IG page, lurkin hard New boobie job, now they perfect Six weeks off, it was worth it Baby got that nip tuck, let me titty fuck Hit her from the back, get my dick sucked Put me on the scoreboard, make a new one He said he hit before, not since you got your boobs done You working on your abs, huh, you got your ass done You better show it off, you better work it Why they body shamin, baby? I commend it Doctor Ghavami, I recommend it Cant wait to see your new body And youre actin like you dont know nobody No body count on your new body Cant wait to see your new body Ill be the first one to hit your new body

Lyrics From Snippet Scum Gang! Shorty said she dont suck dick, bitch, shut the fuck up Shorty said, I don’t really do this Shut the fuck up Shorty said, Its my first time Bitch, shut the fuck up Shorty said, I got a man Bitch, I dont give a fuck I done heard it all, bitch, save it for them fuck niggas Tell me you don’t suck dick? Save it for them fuck niggas Say you on your period, bitch? Save it for them fuck niggas Dont tell me its your first time, save it for them fuck niggas Stupid fucking bitch ask me if I got a condom Never strap up, bitch, I always keep a nine on me

Joe Young Mike Rebel , its Gucci Whats poppin? What? No limit Yeah 6ix9ine on my face Ima shoot him in the face  Ima shoot you, beat the case Put that nigga in his place Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Got these tats on all on my body Tat for every hommy Ridin with that Tommy Little wave, Im the Tsunami Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Yeah Scum Gang What Im the O-N-E, nigga, J-O-E Niggas out here really tryna be like me Tryna see like me, rock clean like me True beam on me with the cream on me But I keep it low-key til I D-I-E Should have practiced, got a stee I-D On the backpack, you know I be In the black Range, you aint cold as me On this rap shit tryna flow like me All these ratchets, tryna blow like me Fore they clap shit for this D-O-E All this trapping to the free OGs On the flagship, nigga, G-O-D Kinda ratchet with a beam on me Got them gadgets with the lean on knee Cant catch up, try to scheme on me 6ix9ine on my face Ima shoot him in the face Ima shoot you, beat the case Put that nigga in his place Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Got these tats on all on my body Tat for every hommy Ridin with that Tommy Little wave, Im the Tsunami Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Its Gucci Gucci, Im so icy that I tat it on my face Got a ice cream cone match my ice cold chain Im just coolin, bae Its Gucci Man and Chu If you aint come to fuck then you should keep it movin, bae Im getting a bunch of cash, thats nothin new today I hit the strip club, cant tell you what I threw today Just bought a Rolls-Royce, Im bout to paint it blue today I tint my windows same color as my Cartiers And I just ripped the stage, wrote another page Im just a eight figure mogul that got out the cage My hood so real, I tat it on my stomach Zone 6 but the choppas hold a hundred 6ix9ine on my face Ima shoot him in the face Ima shoot you, beat the case Put that nigga in his place Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Got these tats on all on my body Tat for every hommy Ridin with that Tommy Little wave, Im the Tsunami Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach 3 6 Kreuzberg West Coast değil Dresdos Burada ışık hep loş, 9 milim tek dost Zifti versin egzoz, Massaka artık tek boss Yanındaki gacı sağlam inan ama sen fos Hediyem var headshot Universal Jackpot Üstümüzde çelik yelek, Türkçe Rap’e tank top Sen şok, para pek çok, sana sert bot Benim tayfa savaşçı, senin ortam hep top Şimdi back up, back up Bana ne dedi bu? Stop! Vaaav Blackjack doldu pot Dinle sektörü bıraktım not Emanet belde mavi kot Piyasa elde esir yok 6ix9ine on my face Ima shoot him in the face Ima shoot you, beat the case Put that nigga in his place Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Got these tats on all on my body Tat for every hommy Ridin with that Tommy Little wave, Im the Tsunami Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach

Its TR3YWAY, we the mob! And the king of New York is looking for a queen Scum Gang! Uh, you got the right one Let these dirty bitches know, nigga Queens, Brooklyn, brrr, ah! Murda on the beat so its not nice! Pussy got that wet, wet, got that drip, drip Got that super soaker, hit that, she a Fefe Her name Keke, she eat my dick like its free, free I dont even know like Why I did that? I dont even know like Why I hit that? All I know is that I just cant wife that Talk to her nice so she wont fight back Turn around and hit it from the back, back, back Bend her down then I make it clap, clap, clap I dont really want no friends I dont really want no friends, no Draco got that kick-back when I blow that, they all do track They dont shoot back, one shot, close range, red dot Head tight, yeah, I did that, yeah, I live that Call a Uber with my shooter, with a Ruger, we gon do ya Niggas say they killin people, but I really fuckin do it I dont really want no friends I dont really want no friends, no He-He-He tryna 69 like Tekashi, call him papi, word to A$AP Keep me Rocky, Im from New York, so Im cocky Say he fuckin with my posse, copped me Khloé like Kardashi Keep this pussy in Versace, said Im pretty like Tinashe Put-put it all up in his face, did I catch a case? Pussy game just caught a body, but I never leave a trace Face is pretty, ass for days, I get chips, I ask for Lays I just sit back and when he done, I be like, Yo, howd it taste? I dont really want no friends I dont really want no friends, no Ayo, Draco got that kick-back When it kick-back, you cant get yo shit back In fact this that bitch that I hate small talk, I dont fuck with chit-chat AC just stopped workin So they hit me, told me bring my wrist back Come through rockin fashions That got all these bitches like Yo, whats that? I dont really want no friends I dont really want no friends, no Eenie meenie miney moe, I catch a ho right by her toe If she aint fuckin me and Nicki, kick that ho right through the door I dont really want no friends, my old ho just bought this Benz Nicki just hopped in this shit, now I wont see that bitch again Eenie meenie miney moe , I catch a ho right by her toe If she aint fuckin me and Nicki, kick that ho right through the door Mmm, Young Money, Young Money bunny Colorful hair, dont care I dont really want no friends I dont really want no friends, no I dont really want no friends I dont really want no friends, no

Squit Lets go Dalyb, dalyb, dalyb Slovakia, whats good? We out here Got that TEC, so please dont disrespect, nigga Lets go Scum Gang, bitch, and the Haha Crew Drop top lean when I walk by you I screw duwop, oh, thats your boo? I screw duwop, oh, thats your boo? Scum Gang bitch and the Haha Crew Drop top lean when I walk by you I screw duwop, oh, thats your boo? I screw duwop, oh, thats your boo? Fronts in with them fangs in And no diamond cut, these thangs glisten Dont give a fuck bout you lame niggas If it aint the Hulk, I got the thang with me Got no aim but with one touch, itll rearrange your frame nigga Im straight pimping, I be getting neck in the SS with the paint drippin Niggas been trill, but I been gully Selling pills, I be getting money Niggas talk, but yall dont really want it Let these hollow tips hit a nigga stomach Tekashi69 from that Scum fucking Squad Fuck yo bitch, fuck the law Ride my squad, fuck em all Yeah A ja nefajčím weed, ale rollim s ňou Na zápästi fake Roulis, hoe Búrame budovu jak Rollin Stones Rolling Stones, Rollin Stones, Rollin Stones Búrame budovu jak Rollin Stones Rollin Stones, Rollin Stones Klub horí na popol jak Rollin Stones Rollin Stones, Rollin Stones Rollin Stones, Rollin Stones Aye, vchádzam do klubu, že čo Vidíš ma v zóne Na krku hoe čo večeria cukríky v sóde Aye, drogy na sklenenom stole Bankovky v spone Na pleci sova Stokujeme s friends, pred klubom je Benz Pravidlá sú nič, hádžeme ich cez Unášame hoes, kradneme ich z miest Každá hore bez a každá chce sex K-k-k, baby voláme na k Píšeme na miesto K, Q Si proti nám tak si to radšej nechaj pre seba Radšej nebuď G Za nami stojí pár chlapov čo majú chôdzu ako T Ooh, Tekashi je so mnou Flausíme v SoHo Na byte je sto hoes Ooh, Tekashi je so mnou Flausíme v SoHo Na byte je sto hoes Jeeej, a ja nefajčím weed, ale rollim s ňou Na zápästi fake Roulis hoe Búrame budovu jak Rollin Stones Rolling Stones, Rollin Stones, Rollin Stones Búrame budovu jak Rollin Stones Rollin Stones, Rollin Stones Klub horí na popol jak Rollin Stones Rollin Stones, Rollin Stones Rollin Stones, Rollin Stones Búrame budovu jak Rollin Stones Rollin Stones, Rollin Stones Rollin Stones

Sleiman Iver Ho thicker, diamonds on my neck flicker Drug dealer, professional pot whipper Seven figures, got your bitches fuckin quicker She want a picture, I tell her no, I know she bitter Niggas cuttin’ up on the internet Fuck nigga, we aint into that We end up in your crib where your family at Got the .40 on my hip, yeah, thats my stick, yeah She wanna fuck for a grip, yeah, on my blick, yeah Couple bands on my shit, yeah, I’ma rip, yeah With the shits, yeah, thats my clique, yeah MAC-11, 9 milli, ridin with it Ima hit him up, Ima fuckin kill him Run up on him, masked with a black .40 Hit ’em in his hoodie, no A Boogie Pu-pu-pull up in the black Benz Clip for the .9s and the MAC-10’s Beefy on the molly, niggas want my money But when they see me coming, I can see them niggas runnin I see them niggas runnin Let them niggas act, cause they bitches they be lovin’, yeah Blood time, blood rhyme, nigga, this is blood line Niggas gettin stupid, try to get by Pu-pu-pull up in the black Benz Clip for the .9s and the MAC-10s MAC-11, 9 milli, ridin with it Ima hit him up, Ima fuckin kill him Run up on him, masked with a black .40 Hit em in his hoodie, no A Boogie Sleiman Let that shit breathe

Lyrics from snippet I  pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit Shout  out SosMula, but I fucked that nigga bitch Nigga iffy, uh, blicky got the stiffy, uh Got the blicky, uh, drum it hold fifty, uh Move  milli, uh, all my niggas-

Okay, my block bang, 30 bang, free the whole chain gang Big choppa, big bank, bitch, I let my nuts hang I dont understand when these niggas got me fucked up Tie him up, big trunk, windows down, blickies up Nigga said he looking for me, fuck nigga, find me then Said I couldnt come home, say they gon throw me in But Im on the block with that stick, stay cocked with it Red dot with a mop with it, 30 bands hopped with it You claim to be a shooter, that be shootin niggas Even shooters gettin shot by niggas shootin niggas Tekashi 6ix9ine from that Scum, fucking squad No doors, break the walls, Scum Gang til I fall Pulled up, piped up, knife tucked, pipes up Flags up, gangs up, nigga, what you claim, cuz? Pulled up, piped up, knife tucked, pipes up Flags up, gangs up, nigga, what you claim, cuz? Okay, my block bang, 30 bang, free the whole chain gang Big choppa, big bank, bitch, I let my nuts hang I dont understand when these niggas got me fucked up Tie him up, big trunk, windows down, blickies up Nigga said he looking for me, fuck nigga, find me then Said I couldnt come home, say they gon throw me in But Im on the block with that stick, stay cocked with it Red dot with a mop with it, 30 bands hopped with it You claim to be a shooter, that be shootin niggas Even shooters gettin shot by niggas shootin niggas Tekashi 6ix9ine from that Scum, fucking squad No doors, break the walls, Scum Gang til I fall Pulled up, piped up, knife tucked, pipes up Flags up, gangs up, nigga, what you claim, cuz? Pulled up, piped up, knife tucked, pipes up Flags up, gangs up, nigga, what you claim, cuz?

Wish you never done that Wish you never brought that Wish you never wore that Wish I could bring South back Wish you never done that Wish you never brought that Wish you never wore that Wish I could bring South back Wish you never done that, I come back Wish you never brought that, I bust back Wish you never wore that, so run that Wish I could bring South back, I love Stat Wish you never done that, I come back Wish you never brought that, I bust back Wish you never wore that, so run that Wish I could bring South back, I love Stat Wish I could bring Pun back, blaow, nigga, run that Til they let Rowdy out, we gon let these hollows out Wish I could bring Stacks back, Kyle, let the MAC clap Til they free Biggavel, gotta give you niggas hell Blicky make that nigga yell, beam hit his knees Made him scream, when that nigga fell, shootout with the law Or the morgue fore I sit in jail, niggas say they love me But I can see it in these niggas eyes, they dont wish me well I dont need their company, they smilin when a nigga fell Seein that Im poppin in the shots, Im like the Durell Order stitches for these snitches, dead men tell no tales Diggin ditches for these niggas, toss em in, so well Drive-by, leave him in the street, nigga, road kill HBA, gold frost, let me guess, So trill? Nigga, this is New York, make the wrong move And the goons let the tools bark, so work hard and move salt Wish you never done that, I come back Wish you never brought that, I bust back Wish you never wore that, so run that Wish I could bring South back, I love Stat Wish you never done that, I come back Wish you never brought that, I bust back Wish you never wore that, so run that Wish I could bring South back, I love Stat

Lyrics from Snippet Bitch are you dumb? Who you playing when you know I aint the one All these bitches playing gang man I do this shit for fun She talkin nada like its drama, bitch, this aint what you want Tell em how you got the bag, you let all them niggas fuck They see me ballin ballin, yeah lil 6ix keep talkin talkin, uh Im Michael Jackson in these streets, cause Im moon walkin walkin uh She off the henny so I say Casa mi, just keep pourin pourin up He keep callin callin telling me you dont got your phone, you lost it uh I aint with he say, she say Cant get caught on three-way She for the streets, freeway I dont care what she say I aint with he say, she say, she say, he say, boy 6ix9ine said what You said he said, she said, she said, man I still dont give a fuck She got that bubble-bubble double trouble, know that we gone fuck She got the double trouble pussy, humble, girl that bitch gone bust She got that humpty-dumpty, rocky , might run out of nut She got that sloppy, woppy, hossy, taki, suck me like a slut In an SR bitch we swervin swervin, might just lose control Off the perc-30, Cas, amigo know that Im on go And she swear she

Scum Gang! Ayy, ayy This is another DJ DNA production What they talkin bout? I aint come to talk, I came to bang it out I aint come to talk, I came to bang it out I aint come to talk, I came to bang it out I aint come to talk, I came to bang it out Boy, dont bro me, you dont know me Used to rob niggas on my lonely Shout out Smitty B, thats the homie Disrespect, boy, you getting buried Sucking 5 dicks, thats that thot shit Ratting on your man, thats that opp shit Riding for 6ix9ine, thats that squad shit On my brother shit, thats that hot shit, ayy Pulled up on your bitch in a rente Pulled my dick out, whipped it on her back, nigga call her Kente Fuck that bitch, boy, I towed your hoe on a Wednesday Call my phone, she be getting blocked, Im Nikembe Keep them shooters near, opp niggas dont get close to me Pacman, cause I bag the work like its groceries Your thot in the spot, sucking cock til its cotton So call that bitch Calvin Johnson, she done dropped the ball Hoes already know how it go If you foreign, bitch, you gotta go Fuck you once, fuck you twice Pass you to the bros Do it all again, thats just how it goes Tekashi69 get no ass, what you talkin bout? Tekashi69 fucked your bitch, what you talkin bout? Fucked her with my jewels in, what you talkin bout? Let the whole squad get a piece, what you talkin bout? Let a nigga try me, try me Fore I kill his family, family Ima bust a nut in his mommy Put a young Scum in the Tommy Fuck niggas, I dont trust niggas They some fuck niggas, Scum niggas, chew em up nigga Fuck niggas, I dont trust niggas They some fuck niggas, Scum niggas, chew em up nigga, ayy Got it poppin with the plug, pockets full of dubs Got up out the slums, I done got it out the mud You can catch me in your hood, finessin for them funds Take your ho, fuck her face, then I pass her to the Scums Got it poppin with the plug, pockets full of dubs Got up out the slums, I done got it out the mud You can catch me in your hood, finessin for them funds Now its groupie love, cause we do what we want nigga Yeah, yeah, we do what we want now, we do what we want We do what we want now, cause we do what we want Fuck niggas, I dont trust niggas They some fuck niggas, Scum niggas, chew em up nigga Fuck niggas, I dont trust niggas They some fuck niggas, Scum niggas, chew em up nigga, ayy We do what we want now We do what we want We do what we want now We do what we want

Joe Young Mike Rebel , its Gucci Whats poppin? What? No limit Yeah 6ix9ine on my face Ima shoot him in the face Ima shoot you, beat the case Put that nigga in his place Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Got these tats on all on my body Tat for every hommy Ridin with that Tommy Little wave, Im the Tsunami Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Yeah Scum Gang What? Im the O-N-E, nigga, J-O-E Niggas out here really tryna be like me Tryna see like me, rock clean like me True beam on me with the cream on me But I keep it low-key til I D-I-E Should have practiced, got a stee I-D On the backpack, you know I be In the black Range, you aint cold as me On this rap shit tryna flow like me All these ratchets, tryna blow like me Fore they clap shit for this D-O-E All this trapping to the free OGs On the flagship, nigga, G-O-D Kinda ratchet with a beam on me Got them gadgets with the lean on knee Cant catch up, try to scheme on me I got Scum Gang branded on the stomach, my nigga I run this, my nigga, from the penthouse to the dungeons, my nigga Who want it, my nigga? Got shooters out in London, my nigga To Germany, who heard of me for selling onions, my nigga Im Scum, society cant understand me, fuck em I stay underground to build the realest family, cousin These other clowns spit fluff for a Grammy, its nothing We got crowds big enough to start a stampede coming Whole Scum Gang gifted and naturally grind Bitch, we built under pressure, never crack under fire Stacking the diamonds, science that we actually shine So free 6ix9ine, he dont deserve that capital time, nah 6ix9ine on my face Ima shoot him in the face Ima shoot you, beat the case Put that nigga in his place Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Got these tats on all on my body Tat for every hommy Ridin with that Tommy Little wave, Im the Tsunami Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Scum Gang! Yeah, yeah Im an East Coast nigga on my West Coast shit Used to hold my grip, now she hold my dick And I stack my chips, now a safe wont fit Hella bags, I got hella bags, make these niggas mad, yeah, yeah All my bitches bad, nigga, thats a fact, yeah, yeah Made a couple plays, and Im from my gang, yeah, yeah Chase money, be wildin, heard most of you niggas be lyin, yeah And you know we a problem And tell em free my nigga Bobby, yeah Its Gucci Gucci, Im so icy that I tat it on my face Got a ice cream cone match my ice cold chain Im just coolin, bae Its Gucci Man and Chu If you aint come to fuck then you should keep it movin, bae Im getting a bunch of cash, thats nothin new today I hit the strip club, cant tell you what I threw today Just bought a Rolls-Royce, Im bout to paint it blue today I tint my windows same color as my Cartiers And I just ripped the stage, wrote another page Im just a eight figure mogul that got out the cage My hood so real, I tat it on my stomach Zone 6 but the choppas hold a hundred 6ix9ine on my face Ima shoot him in the face Ima shoot you, beat the case Put that nigga in his place Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Got these tats on all on my body Tat for every hommy Ridin with that Tommy Little wave, Im the Tsunami Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Ooh, O.N.E like Ne-Yo Hollow when its comin just like Cleo No, its not the Migos Talkin to the pharaoh, free my people Boy, that hood dont look the same Niggas still destructin, they just took the chain Grandmama, she took the pain Buried all my uncles, damn the preacher paid Damn them niggas gettin paid Them boys on the corner, they aint sellin lemonade Police lock us in a cage Crackin killin niggas just like renegade Ey, yo! Ich habe Baba-Gene, du Quarantäne Ich bin unfickbar, auch wenn ich nicht wie ein Pfarrer lebe Du bist Gerüchteküche, ich Hells Kitchen Ein Punch würd dich ans andre Ende der Welt schicken Wenn ich Texte schreib, zerfetz ich einfach so das Mic , denn ich bin actionreich wie Wesley Snipes, ja Fick deinn schlechten Vibe Ich fresse dich bei lebendigem Leib, weil mir deine fucking Hackfresse reicht Ja, ja, Massenhysterie Du bist fake, Nigga, wie Plastische Chirurgie Ich hab Appetit wien Krokodil, bin aggressiv, Agari Auf dem Beat wie ein fucking Freak, Musik machen mein Fachgebiet Nach dem bin ich süchtig wie ein Kettenraucher Dicka, du bist echt ein Bauer, fick auf deine schlechte Aura Laber bitte nicht, wie cool du bist Ich sag zu dir: „Move Bitch!“ wie Ludacris 6ix9ine on my face Ima shoot him in the face Ima shoot you, beat the case Put that nigga in his place Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Got these tats on all on my body Tat for every hommy Ridin with that Tommy Little wave, Im the Tsunami Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach Thats so real, I tat it on my stomach

Hadi yolla git dayılarına sor Solla aç ticarete yol Hadi yolla git dayılarına sor Solla aç ticarete yol I got them big rocks in my ear, nuggets I got my whole team flooded Saks Off Fifth, Im with your bitch She buying everything I wanted She fly me out to Waikiki LV all on her bikini Take her money, go Houdini I call her when I want eat-eat On my feet, you see them CCs Neck and ears, you see them VVs On my jeans, you see them GGs Trеat that bitch like she a fefе And you know she gon bust that shit for em She be runnin to the bus stop, quick form Hadi yolla git dayılarına sor Solla aç ticarete yol Hadi yolla git dayılarına sor Solla aç ticarete yol İleri durma öne Özür kahrı mahrı geç Gelsin gorilin artı beş Massaka basıyo beynin flash Çek mek değil hadi çıksın cash Berlin bağlantı otuz beş Sağa bak sola bak kendin seç Çakma rapçiler hepsi leş Ticarete devam okyanustan Sular durgun hava burda buzdan Metropoller taştı artık suçtan Haydut toprağa bastı ayak uçtan Parayı sayan kimdi ben ben Planında yoktum sarstı dengen Hayatı demle ve çıkart semtten Glock ve Baretta bugün benlen Şov başlasın ve düşsün perden Sokakta diller aynı telden Açtık önümüzü yoktur engel Yanmış yüreğime serptim zemzem 36lar hep nöbette Haberi yolla duysun kekler Kıtayı atla ve duysun yerler Rap piyasasına soygun gel gel Sus gerekmez iltifat planım aktif Syndikat Hakime her şeyi itiraf avukatla kes irtibat En iyi rapçi istifa uygula sektöre istila Herkese yok bu istisna o olduğun ortam istifra Hadi yolla git dayılarına sor Solla aç ticarete yol Hadi yolla git dayılarına sor Solla aç ticarete yol

Bitch I came to shine, got it out the sky Hoppin out the ride, bitches sniffin Calvin Klein Taking ninety nine, on that nine-treys line Yeah Im with my slime, niggas Billy crime They gon kill you over rhymes, Ima smack you out your mind Its the Scum, nigga, fuck it, its the Wave, nigga Its the Scum, nigga, fuck it, its the Wave, nigga Scum, nigga, Scum, nigga, Scum, nigga Wave, nigga , Wave, nigga, Wave nigga Its the Scum, nigga, fuck it, its the wave Put the K to your brain, let it bang 40 cal, 50 cal, we gon pull up with them thangs Aint no aiming for no legs, they gon make your life change And truth be finessing, fuck where you stressing Reaching for the weapon, for teaching them a lesson Preacher for the pleasant, leave him in the stretcher For fiction, Im fixin Im really bout action Fifth on his lip, give him carmax and wax 6ix9ine is the funk if he ask me to blast Pump to his chest, 40 in the TEC, run up, leave him wet His bitch gave me neck, sippin on that Tech Keep that chrome on my side, split his head wide On that type of time, niggas down to ride, I aint gotta lie You would think your bitch love me when she calling my phone She keep blowing up my shit, I told her, Leave me alone This bitch wanted me to fuck, I only wanted the dome Heard his niggas talking shit, but they dont want no smoke When I get that fuckin mop, its a different approach Niggas think that they a giant, but they really a roach Niggas choke, when it blow, big pole, with a scope No reload, watch him fall, 40 blow him down the road, gang