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Scum gang! Bang run up kick the door Bang fucking 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 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 ain't out Goin' all out when we back out that's a blackout Shooters all gon' and I clack out That's that's a man down we're way down We don't play around, you could lay down you gon stay down Don't say nothing, get flamed 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, lame list can't save you nigga Bang run up kick the door Bang fucking 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 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 sucking 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!
Writer(s): Andrew Green, Daniel Hernandez, Anthony Flammia Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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