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 ain't even go (what?)
Niggas running, I ain't even go
I ain't know he was a trackstar, aye y'all, jigsaw
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 ain't even go (what?)
Niggas running, I ain't even go
I ain't know he was a trackstar, aye y'all, jigsaw
Lil' bitch
Boy you know you ain't with that (lil' bitch)
Boy you know you ain't 'bout that
I ain't with the chit-chat
Send my shooters where your house at
Boy, you a lil' pack-rat, wait, ooh
6ix9ine with me so it's homicide
All my shooters, yeah they down to ride
Yo diamonds fake, I ain't lying
Fucking lil' bitch, put my dick in her spine
She whine, I feed her coke, doing line
Run to the money, you know it's mine
Wait, fuck nigga better run
Beam on that chopper, fifty right on the drum
Shoot that lil' boy for fun, huh (I do)
Diamonds, they shine like the Sun, ay
That lil' boy not my son, huh
Huh, run, huh, 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 ain't even go (what?)
Niggas running, I ain't even go
I ain't know he was a trackstar, aye y'all, jigsaw
Fuck nigga, better run!
Yeah, you know we gon' up that (this nigga!)
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 ain't even go (what?)
Niggas running, I ain't even go
I ain't know he was a trackstar, aye y'all, jigsaw
6ix9ine, what's up, brozay?
Same gang, giving shit (yeah!)
Same back of a bitch (yeah!)
Riding 'round with them sticks (yeah!)
MAC's, TEC's, and a clip (yeah!)
Heard he move like a bitch (yeah!)
Ran off with his shit (yeah!)
Nina with me, I'm a pimp (yeah!)
Finger fuck, she gon' spit (yeah!)
FBI knocking on my door, they want the rocket
(They looking for that what?) they looking for the rocket!
Harlem niggas snitching, toting guns, they never pop it
Schlosser Gang down with the motherfucking rocket
Všade kam prídem (ooh) na mňa štekajú haf 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 (lebo svietime, yeah)
