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 talk and let's go, bang!
Niggas don't want war, bang!
Fuck all that talk and let's go, bang!
Niggas don't want war, bang!
Tekashi 6ix9ine don't fall boy, Tekashi 6ix9ine no broke boy
Tekashi 6ix9ine tote poles boy, Tekashi gone let that go boy
Whip that back .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 them mops out and the chops out, niggas air it out
Goin' all out when we back out that's a blackout
Shooters all go, they don't clock out
That's–that's a man down, when we rain down
We don't play around, you could lay down, you gon' stay down
Don't say nothing, get slaine now
You erased now, leave you face down on the playground
Pull up on a nigga too deep
Niggas on shit so I ain't gonna see 'em
In a nigga city where I run around with the heat
Pop out, Glocks out niggas ain't tryna speak
Fire on me, boy must be brazy nigga, uh
Rainbow lasers nigga, uh
Cut your face with a razor nigga, uh
Ambulance can't 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 talk and let's go, bang!
Niggas don't want war, bang!
Fuck all that talk and let's go, bang!
Niggas don't want war, bang!
But I know you ain't thuggin' nigga, you ain't really on nothing nigga
You don't want no trouble nigga, you a fumble nigga
You don't want it with my Harlem nigga
Hundred bucks you gon' crumble nigga, quit frontin' nigga
Boy you need to be humble nigga, ten toes, I don't stumble nigga
Double-double nigga, ten shots, that gets one clip
I don't got no jungle nigga, I swear this shit no fair
You don't wanna end up in the crosshairs
Leave a nigga froze up in them 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 and we burnin' 'em, I bust and I know that I'm hurtin' 'em
She suckin' em off the percy uh, she love me, she say I'm so perfect uh
Now she busy suckin' my posse uh
We squadin' we lookin' like a mafia
I'm booted, I popped me a molly uh
I'm geekin', I'm rowdy I'm fired up
I wish a little nigga would try and run up, bang!
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