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Brr
¡Ja, ja! ANUEL
ANUEL
Real hasta la muerte, baby
Uhah
¿Qué tengo que hacer
Pa que tú sea mi mujer?
Baby, dime: ¿qué tengo que hacer?
He said: "mi nena"
Tú ere' una diabla-a
Y tú ere' mala-a
Baby, no te vaya'-a
Mátame-e
Tú ere' una diabla-a
Y tú ere' mala-a
Baby, no te vaya'-a
Devórame-e
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Sé que me extraña
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Tú en mi cama
Baby, tú ere' mala-a
Tú en mi cama-a
Baby, no te vaya'-a
Devórame-eh, uhah
¿Qué tengo que hacer
Pa' que tú sea mi mujer?
Baby, ¿dime qué tengo que hacer
Pa' que tú sea mi mujer?
Uhah (uhah)
¿Qué tengo que hacer (bebé)
Pa que tú sea mi mujer? (bebé)
Baby ¿Dime qué tengo que hacer? (que hacer)
Pa que tú sea mi mujer (mujer)
Yo voy con lo' diablo' pa'llá
Ven con tus amigas pa'cá
Rebota esas nalga' pa'cá
Y nos vamo' y nos comemo' allá (allá)
Yo voy con los diablo' pa'llá, pa'llá (bebé)
Baby, ven con tus amigas pa'cá, pa'cá (bebé)
Rebota esas nalga' pa'trá, pa'trá'
Y nos vamo' y nos comemo' allá
Baby, tú ere' mala-a
Tú en mi cama-a
Baby, no te vaya'-a
Devórame-e, uhah
Tú ere' una diabla-a
Y tú ere' mala-a
Baby, no te vaya'-a
Mátame-e
Oh-oh-oh-oh (baby)
Bebiendo baila
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Diabla en mi cama
Dos mil, Louboutin los tacone' (tacone')
Ella se emborracha y en cuatro se pone (se pone)
Y siempre me pide que no la traicione (ja,ja)
Y siempre lo hacemo', pero sin condone' eheh
Y se me trepa encima (encima)
Y -tá to mojao el clima (el clima)
Y con la perla yo voy pa encima uhah
Y me dice: "qué rico tú me lastimas" uhah
Sudando y bailándome (eh,eh)
Caliente y tocándome (eh,eh)
Y ella no para de beber (beber)
Y adentro -e ti yo vo'a enloquecer
Tú ere' una diabla-a
Y tú ere' mala-a
Baby, no te vaya'-a'
Mátame-e
Baby, tú ere' mala-a
Tú en mi cama-a
Baby, no te vaya'a'
Devórame-eh (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Real hasta la muerte, baby
Real hasta la muerte, baby
Uhah
Mira, dime SIXNINE, lo' Intocable', lo' lluminati
Brr, ANUEL
Uhah, uhah
Bebecita
Bebe-bebecita
Scum Gang
Niggas runnin' out their 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 don't 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
I'ma fuck her in a handstand, she a fan, man
Need the drugs, I'm the Xan' man, I'm the damn man
I roll up, I'm gon' be booted, stupid, and shoot it stupid
Brought a knife, I brought a Ruger, stupid, I really do this
If I tote it then you know I shoot it and I'ma prove it
Back, back, don't be movin' stupid or I'ma use it (squad)
Dicky stiffy, uh, bet she give some licky, uh
Lil' bitty, uh, bust all on her titties, uh
She a skeezer, uh, really don't 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 their 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 (it's Koncept P, the beat knockin')
We post up, we don't do the race, you gon' die today
You can talk hot on the internet, boy
That's that goofy shit, we ain't 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
That's that goofy shit, we ain't 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 their 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 don't do the race, you gon' die today
Got me, got me Rollie
(Ya can't even afford it though)
Got me, got me, ultra
Gotti Gotti, uh
Gotti Gotti
Okay, my blood gang, 30 bang
Scum Gang
Big choppa, big thang
Let your nuts hang
Who that? Don't say
BBA change your mood, aye
Anyday
Gotti got it
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 got it
Fuck with my day ones
Yeah you know I flooded the chain once
Got the money and I split it with day ones
She ain't fuck me back when I was lame, nah
You ain't know I do my dance? (Do it)
In the club (Aye), throwin' dub
Rack it up (Rack it), shake it up
Watch me do a hop, bust it up (Up)
I mix it up, then I hit her with the blicky, uh
So drippy, drippy, drippy, drippy
You ain't got no money, you can keep her
Bitch, I got my Nina, I'ma squeeze her
If you really wanna meet her, she a greeter
It was really nice to meet ya, I don't need ya (I don't need her)
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
Wouldn't come when I was up
I was on the wrong things
I ain't silly
Ain't no dumb nigga, are you dumb, nigga?
Are you stayin' with the pump, nigga?
Fuck is up, nigga?
Is you mad? You's a fuck nigga
I don't trust niggas
Scum Gang, chew 'em up, nigga
We don't fuck witcha
Okay, my blood gang, 30 bang
Scum Gang
Big choppa, big thang
Let your nuts hang
Who that? Don't say
BBA change your mood, aye
Anyday
Gotti got it
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 got it
Gotti got it
Who, who really with the money, money?
Who, who really with the Gotti, Gotti?
Who, who really with the money, money?
Ooh
Do my things, hit my things
Break these bands, hunnid bands on my thing
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-
Niggas iffy, uh, blicky got the stiffy, uh
Got the blicky, uh, drum, it holds 50, 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 ain't 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 that's really all I use her for, then I kick her out the door
I don't want her, you can keep the whore, she fiendin' for some more
In New York, my niggas don't 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 don't fuck with no old hoes, only new hoes
Put my dick in her backbone, I pass her to my bro
I don't love her that's a sad hoe, she a bad hoe
I'ma fuck her, then I dash home, to the cash hoe
I'm 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
Niggas iffy, uh, blicky got the stiffy, uh
Got the blicky, uh, drum it holds 50, uh
Move milli', all my niggas on 50, uh
Talk down (pew pew pew), you silly, uh
Hit a stain, 50 bands, all hunnids
Spinnin' through ya block like a pop shove-it
Shoot at me I'm shootin' back, I'm getting buckets
I ain't wanna take his life but nigga, fuck it
I'm 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
I'm 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)
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 (Jah, ayy, you know that boy)
Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami
Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami
Jiggle lil' bitch, jiggle on the dick
Watery, she puckerin' and shit
Guzzle, guzzling
Beat it, she a doggie ass bitch
Muzzle up her shit
She just want the ecstasy and shit
Trippy, trippy in this bitch
Yeah, that bitch'll 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
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 hunnid lil' niggas, hunnid lil' niggas
That'll really hunt a lil' nigga, hurt a lil' nigga
You's a lil' bummy lil' nigga, dirty lil' nigga
You's a lil' bummy lil' nigga, ugly ass nigga
Niggas act dumb wanna act dumb-dumb
Tell 'em don't act dumb 'cause I'm dumber
How many shots could a nigga duck-duck?
Tell 'em duck down 'fore he get boom
Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami
Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami
Bitch, we in the city on that hot shit
Lookin' for a bitty on that thot shit
Y'all ain't 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
Y'all ain't 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, I'm 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 nigga's 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 Shmurda's hat went!
Bitch, we in the city on that hot shit
Lookin' for a bitty on that thot shit
Y'all ain't 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, I'm getting 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 don't need the bitch
Ray Charles, John Cena shit, I can't see the bitch
In the DM sendin' naked pics, Uber that bitch
But I send her in the pool even though I'm rich as shit
It's fuckin' Tr
Oh wait, I forgot you can't say that shit
You can go start with everything else that start with a T, though
It's fuckin' Trojan
It's fuckin' Target
It's fuckin'
Hahahaha
Scum Gang!
AM Nation
I'll be on the block on the regular
With my niggas busting at the cops, on the regular
Bitches sucking dick, giving top, on the regular
Catch me water whipping straight drop, on the regular
Yeah, you know I run up with the shit, on the regular
Bare faced, I'ma hit a lick, on the regular
Posted with the drop, gun cocked, on the regular
Yeah, I'm 6ix9ine with the 9, on the regular
Niggas want war, yeah, kick the door, yeah
Niggas want the sauce, yeah, shake 'em off, yeah
I'm still in the hood, yeah, bussin' juggs yeah
Rollin' through the city, yeah, with my niggas, yeah
Niggas want they bitch back, I don't chit-chat
Run up, hear a "Click-clack", blow your shit back
Baby, I ain't a hot boy, I'm a block boy
Double trigger Glock, make him Diddy Bop, boy
Nigga, we be busting at the opps, on the regular
Nigga, we be ducking from the cops, on the regular
Bitches sucking dick and giving top, on the regular
Shit that's on my wrist, it cost a lot, it ain't regular
Nigga, if it's coming from my spot, it ain't regular
Someone's will is on a different side, it ain't regular
You can't take the money when you die, it ain't regular
Niggas with me really ready to die, on the regular
Pull up to his door yeah, get on the floor yeah (Yeah)
Pull up, we gon' shoot, don't 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 (Yeah)
Pull up, we gon' shoot, don't check out the score yet
Different colored coupes, money on the floor, yeah
They know I got juice, drippin', drippin' sauce, yeah
They know I'ma ball like LaVar (Ayy)
Ay, 'bout to take a trip to the stars
Ay, let a nigga drip in designer
Ay, makin' money, flip for the mob
I fuck it up, I fuck it up, mmm yeah
Shmegular, that's regular, mmm yeah
I hit it on the tour bus, ooh yeah
If I'm a player, you a slut, ooh yeah
I told my .38 "I love you"
That's my baby, when I pull up she pull up too
See the, Hermès on the buckle, and a
Lotta bag in the duffle, yeah
Leave 'em wetter, let it rain, nigga
Put a .30 to your motherfuckin' brain nigga, ah
I'm runnin' around with the same niggas
Same niggas that'll take a nigga chain, nigga
Huh?
Hold up, let me get it started
B.B. with the Robin's, looking all retarded
B.B. sagging, fly like a dragon
Bitches suck my dick, 'cause I'm fly like Aladdin
Scum Gang!
These bitches think I'm stupid, I ain't stupid
Dummy boys fall in love with it, he stupid
All these hoes on my body, cut the bullshit
All these hoes, they ain't loyal, y'all looking stupid
I just left Starlets and I ain't even cash out
Back out, straight to the trap house, I blow her back out
I'll pull her tracks out, got her running like it's track now
Like a Smackdown, rock bottom I'ma pin her down
Hold up, let me get it started
B.B. with the Robin's, looking all retarded
B.B. sagging, fly like a dragon
Bitches suck my dick 'cause I'm 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 don't even follow me
Why you tweet my shit?
You ain't 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 ain't 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, I'm the type to drag it
Shoot you while you with your bitch then it's back to macking
Police pull up on me, I don't know what happened
Police pull up on you, you gon' get to yapping
We gon' get to clapping, we been on static
Semi-automatics, they gon' get to clapping
We ain't with the chatting, you lil' niggas capping
If we catch you lackin', turn you into has-beens
Ran through Lust, 100 bands up
Shout out SpinKing, that's 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 don't even follow me
Why you tweet my shit?
You ain't used to read my shit
Bitch, you used to fuckin' leave me on seen and shit
Haciendo el amor, a la misma vez tú te toca' (Te toca')
Bebé, no te pasa nada, vuélvete loca (Lo-loca-loca)
Y tu novio te trata mal, él no te controla (No, no, no, no)
He said
Mi diablita
Ella se pone pornográfica en la intimidad (Baby)
Y su marido no la valora y la deja sola (La deja sola)
Y yo siempre lo estoy esperando con mi pistola
Y conmigo ella siempre se moja
Bebecita (Uah)
Tu hombre te ama pero tú le ere' infiel (Bebé)
Porque tú ere' una diabla dentro de una mujer (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Y cuando se esconde el sol tú quiere' beber
Hija 'e Lucifer
Bebecita (Mi baby; uah, uah)
Tu hombre te ama pero tú le ere' infiel (¿Por qué-é-é?)
Porque tú ere' una diabla dentro de una mujer (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 con 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' tiro', lo voa' matar (Pa' afuera)
¿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
Baby, usa Versace (Versace)
Siempre hacemo' la 69 como Tekashi (Yeh)
Y yo te rompo to' en secreto, Illuminati
Y ella se baja conmigo en la disco en el Ferrari
Fumando mari (Uah)
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 (Uah)
Bebé, tú eres mía, ese hombre olvídalo
Y rebota esas nalgas bailándome Reggaetón
Bebecita (Uah)
Tu hombre te ama pero tú le ere' infiel (Yeh-eh)
Porque tú eres una diabla dentro de una mujer (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Y cuando se esconde el sol tú quiere' beber
Hija 'e Lucifer (Oh-oh, oh-oh; uah)
Bebecita (Mi baby)
Tu hombre te ama pero tú le ere' infiel (¿Por qué?)
Porque tú eres una diabla dentro de una mujer
Y cuando se esconde el sol tú quiere' beber
Hija 'e Lucifer (Beber)
Mi diablita (Mi nena)
Ella se pone pornográfica, no es tímida (Mírame, mami)
Y su hombre no la valora, la deja sola (La deja sola, sola)
Y siempre lo estoy esperando con mi pistola (Ra-pa-pa-pa)
Siempre se enamora, mi diablita
Uh
Murda on the beat so it's not nice!
Tiki Taki, Spanish mami, she a hot tamale (Hot)
Make her spend that money, dummy, go retarded for me (Pop it)
Pop it, pop it, she get started, she won't ever stop it
Little thottie, got her rowdy, choosing everybody
Splish, splash, Apple Bottoms make that ass fat
She got that wet wet, got me blowing through this whole bag (bag)
She got B's, spend some cheese, now they double D's
Thought I had to free, kick her out, my mama coming home at three
Ho thicker-thicker-thicker than a fuckin' Snicker
Drug dealer, professional pot whipper
In the winter, buy your ho a chinchilla (Grrr)
I just bought my bitch them Kylie Jenner lip fillers
Man, oh my God
She Instagram famous but she can't keep a job (Ooh)
Man, oh my God
Swipe her 30-inch weave on her sugar daddy card (Ooh)
Man, oh my God
Her doctor got her busting out her motherfuckin' bra (Mmm)
Man, oh my God
She Uber to a nigga with no car
Talking about the relish, I do not embellish
Jacket got wings, True's got propellers
Gave all my old Margielas to my boy Marcellas
Pulled up with no laces, had the whole block jealous
Oh, Jesus Christ, I don't need advice
Wild nigga life, tell 'em read my rights
Man it hot tonight, look out with my ice
15 in the game, baby girl, I got stripes (man)
Ka-Ka-Kanye dressed me up like a doll
Then I hit 6iine, tell him give me the ball
Bitch, this the dream team, magic as I recall
Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls (Chris Pauls)
I was out in Spain rockin' a Medusa head
I ain't never have to give a rap producer head
If I do though, I'ma write a book like Supahead
This ain't wonder that I'm making, 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 y'all
She threw dirt on my name, ended up at her own burial
Kanye dressed me up like a doll
Then I hit 6iine, 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 6iine, tell him give me the ball
Bitch, this the dream team, Fif' is on call
Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls (Chris Pauls)
Tiki Taki, Spanish mami, she a hot tamale (Hot)
Make her spend that money, dummy, go retarded for me (Pop it)
Pop it, pop it, she get started, she won't ever stop it
Little thottie, got her rowdy, choosing everybody
Aye, Big-14, bitch
Yuh, aye
Woah, saucin', yuh-aye
Huh, aye
1400, bitch, you know I tote a pole
With 6iine, 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
.223's 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, we'll pull up at your home
You're home alone, home alone, home alone
Hit your chromosome, bitch, chromosome, uh
Balling, White Iverson, I ain't talking Post Malone
Haha, yeah, 14, yeah, 14, yeah, aye, uh
Tote a pole, tote a pole, tote a pole
Let it go, let it go, let it go
I'm toting big shit (big shit)
Get your wig split (wig split)
.45, I call out the big bitch (big stick)
We don't miss shit (miss shit)
Get the ribs hit (ribs hit)
Hollow tips, hit you where the cross at
Drum on the gun, it's a pump with a red beam
Catch him in the bed while he sleep, that's a wet dream (that's a wet dream)
Nigga tryna test me
Close range, headshot, fuck where the vest be
If a nigga try to test me, I off him (off him)
Put a hole in his head, he a dolphin (you a dolphin)
Pull up on a nigga, you don't want it
Pull up with the Glock, you don't want it
I leave a nigga flat, no warning
Scum Gang, bitch, we on it, you don't want it
1400, bitch, you know I tote a pole
With 6iine, 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
.223's and I put 'em to your nose
Let it go, bitch, we let that shit go