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Scum Gang!

Bang!
Run up kick the door, bang!
Fuckin’ up that pole, bang!
Nigga want that smoke, bang!
Niggas do that talk, bang!
F*** all that talking, let’s go, bang!
Niggas don’t want war, bang!
F*** all that talking, let’s go, bang!
Niggas don’t want war

Tekashi 6ix9ine don’t fall boy, Tekashi 6ix9ine a GOAT boy
Tekashi 6ix9ine tote poles boy, Tekashi gonna let that go, boy
Whip 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 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 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 too (two) deep
Niggas talk shit so I wanna’ go see ‘em
In a nigga city ridin’ ‘round 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!
F*** all that talking, let’s go, bang!
Niggas don’t want war, bang!
F*** all that talking, let’s go, bang!
Niggas don’t want war

But I know you ain’t thuggin’, nigga, you ain’t really on nothin’, 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, man 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!