KOODA - 6ix9ine

Niggas runnin' out they 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 shootin' stupid

Brought a knife, I brought a Ruger, stupid, I really do this

If I tote it then you know I'll 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 they 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 they 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 (It's Koncept P, the beat knockin')

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