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6ix9ine – THAT AIN’T 6IX9INE’S Lyrics




[Intro]
[?] got the heat, bitch

[Hook]
Savage like 6ix9ine, keep six 9s
6ix9ine keep a six-nine
Claiming to be preggo
Only nutted in the ass
See that bitch lyin’
That ain’t 6ix9ine’s
That ain’t 6ix9ine’s
Savage like 6ix9ine
Keep six 9s
Savage like 6ix9ine, keep six 9s
Claiming to be preggo
Only nutted in the ass
See that bitch lyin’
That ain’t 6ix9ine’s
That ain’t 6ix9ine’s

[Verse]
Got it sick as six swine
I don’t sip wine
But she sit and whine
Now it’s big time, big thighs
Big prize, stick five
For the lick, guys
Thank god, devil shooting big fries
Shoot your big guy, shoot your little guys
Don’t cry, dunking on your magic guys
Caught him, I keep lettin’ go
Make a motherfucking movie, make a motherfucking show
I ain’t talking ’bout no T.V., this ain’t fucking HBO
Tekashi69 from that Scum fucking squad
No doors, break the walls, Scum Gang ’til I fall

[Verse 2]
But I’m on the block where that 6 stay, clap with it
Red dot, with the mop with it
Off with his top with it
Clip to be a shooter, you be shootin’ niggas
And the shooters getting shot by niggas shootin’ niggas
Tekashi69 from that Scum fucking squad
No doors, break the walls, Scum Gang ’til I fall




6ix9ine – Inferno Lyrics




[Verse 1]
Young nigga stay wildin’
Scum niggas on violent
BX, Long Island
[?] sirens
Ride ’round with them thangs out
Niggas don’t wanna bang out
Y’all ain’t got that gun talk
Y’all ain’t got that gun talk
Move ki on weekend
Move ki on weekend
Y’all ain’t gettin’ no money man
Y’all ain’t gettin’ no money man
I’m on the block with the guns out
You don’t wanna get gun down
I’m from that block boy
I’m from that block boy
16 on my Glock now
Pussy nigga get shot down
You don’t want no war, man
You don’t want no war, man
Scum Gang niggas know me
Scum Gang niggas know me
On the block catch a felony
On the block catch a felony

[Hook]
On the mayhem or the violence
Scum Gang we the wildest
Scum Gang we the wildest
Scum Gang we the wildest
On the mayhem or the violence
Pussy nigga be quiet
Scum Gang we the wildest
Scum Gang we the wildest
On the mayhem or the violence
Scum Gang we the wildest
Scum Gang we the wildest
Scum Gang we the wildest
On the mayhem or the violence
Pussy nigga be quiet
Scum Gang we the wildest
Scum Gang we the wildest

[Bridge]
Yeah, rollin’ with my niggas, rollin’ with my squad squadron
I say yeah, we don’t know them niggas, so we [?]

[Verse 2]
Bitches on with the big dick
6IX9INE ain’t no [?], bitch
Bitches know I get down
Bitches know I get down
I be on the block [?]
With the coke do the hocus pocus
360 with the wrist gang
Watch me whipping to a hurricane
Niggas know I’m gettin’ guala
Guala guala, I’m in Guatemala
Half Rican, half Mexican
Put it through your resume
I do this for my young niggas
Do this for my Scum niggas
Can’t fuck with a fuck nigga
Throw your middle fingers up, nigga

[Hook]
On the mayhem or the violence
Scum Gang we the wildest
Scum Gang we the wildest
Scum Gang we the wildest
On the mayhem or the violence
Pussy nigga be quiet
Scum Gang we the wildest
Scum Gang we the wildest
On the mayhem or the violence
Scum Gang we the wildest
Scum Gang we the wildest
Scum Gang we the wildest
On the mayhem or the violence
Pussy nigga be quiet
Scum Gang we the wildest
Scum Gang we the wildest


6ix9ine – Gotti Gotti Lyrics


[Intro]
Got me, got me Rollie
Ya can’t even afford it though
Got me, got me, ultra Gotti got it, uh
(*laughter*)

[Chorus]
Came up 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 Gotti
Cooking up, speed it up
Double cup, xanny cup
Boot it up, mollied up
Molly up, break it up
Cop it, then I serve it up
Give it up
Gotti Gotti

[Verse 1]
Fuck with my day ones
Do you know I flooded the chain once?
Got the money and I split it with day ones
She fuck me back when I was lame, nah
Yeah you know I do my dance
In the club, throwin’ dub
Rack it up, shake it up
Watch me do it how I bust it up
I mix it up then I hit her with the blicky, ah
So drip it, drip it, drip it
You ain’t got no money you can keep her
Bitch I got my Nina, imma squeeze her
If you really wanna meet her she a greeter
It was really nice to meet ya I don’t need ya
I pray to God that my niggas gon’ eat (I pray to God)
I pray to God that my family gon’ see (I pray to God)
Praying that the Lord take a chance with me
Wouldn’t come when I was up and 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 suck nigga
I don’t trust niggas
Scum Gang chew ’em up
Nigga we don’t fuck with ya

[Chorus]
Came up 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 Gotti
Cooking up, speed it up
Double cup, xanny cup
Boot it up, mollied up
Molly up, break it up
Cop it, then I serve it up
Give it up
Gotti Gotti

[Verse 2]
Gotti Gotti
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
Breakin’ bands, hunnid bands on my thing
Mollied up, molly up, get it up
Cop it, then I serve it up
Give it up
Really with the got it, got it

[Outro]
Who, who really with the got it got it
Who, who really with the
(Really with the, really with the)


6ix9ine – GOTTI Lyrics


[Intro]
Got me, got me Rollie
Ya can’t even afford it though
Got me, got me, ultra
Gotti got it, uh
Gotti got it

[Chorus]
Came up 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 Gotti, 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 Gotti

[Verse 1]
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
Yeah you know I do my dance (do it)
In the club (aye), throwin’ dub
Rack it up (rack it), shake it up
Watch me do it, how it bust it up (up)
I mix it hard, then I hit her with the blicky, uh
So drip it, drip it, drip it, drip it
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)
I pray to God that my family gon’ see (I pray to god)
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

[Chorus]
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 Gotti

[Post-Chorus]
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, get it up
Cop it, then I serve it up
Give it up, really with the Gotti, Gotti

[Outro]
Who, who really with the Gotti, Gotti?
Who, who really with the—


6ix9ine – KeKe (Revised) Lyrics


[Intro:6ix9ine]
Scum Gang

[Hook: 6ix9ine]
I’ll be on the block on the regular
With my niggas bustin’ at the cops, on the regular
Bitches suckin’ dick, givin’ top, on the regular
Catch me water whippin’, straight drop, on the regular
Yeah you know, I’ll run off 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

[Verse 1: 6ix9ine]
Yeah I’m 6ix9ine, with the .9, on thei regular
Niggas want war yeah, kickin’ doors yeah
Niggas want the sauce yeah, shake em’ off yeah
I’m still in the hood yeah, bustin’ drugs yeah
Rollin’ through the city yeah, with my niggas yeah
Niggas want their bitch back, I don’t chit chat
Rubber band, click clack, blow your shit back
Baby I ain’t a hot boy, i’ma block boy
Double to your Glock, make him Diddy Bop boy

[Verse 2: Fetty Wap]
Nigga we be bustin up the ops on the regular
Nigga we be duckin’ from the cops on the regular
Bitches suckin’ dick and givin’ top on the regular
Shit that’s on my wrist, it cost a lot, it ain’t regular
Nigga if its comin’ from my spot, it ain’t regular
Stand my rules, it is on a different side, it ain’t regular
You can 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
Pull up we gon’ shoot, go check out the score yeah
Different color coupes, money on our floor yeah
They know I got jewels, drippin’ drippin’ sauce yeah
Pull up to his door, yeah get on the floor yeah
Pull up we gon’ shoot, go check out the score yeah
Different color coupes, money on our floor yeah
They know I got jewels, drippin’ drippin’ sauce yeah, ay
They know I’ma ball like a boss
Boutta’ take a trip to the stores
Let a nigga trip in the zone
Makin’ money flip for the mob

[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I fuck it up, I fuck it up, mm yeah
Smack a lot, I smack a lot
I hit 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 bump, Ooh
In the, lotta’ bag, in duffel, yeah
Leave him wetter, let it rain nigga
Put a .30 to your motherfuckin’ brain nigga
I’m runnin round with the same niggas
Same niggas that will take a nigga chain nigga


6ix9ine – Kooda


[Intro]
Scum Gang

[Hook]
Niggas running 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 andale, 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 running man, fuck a rubber-band
I’mma fuck her in a handstand, she a fan man
Need the drugs, I’m the xan man, I’m the damn man

[Verse]
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’mma prove it
Back back, don’t be moving stupid, or I’mma use it
Dicky stiffy, uh, that shit get some licky, uh
Lil bitty, uh, bust all on her titties, uh
She a skeeter, uh, really don’t need her, uh
Bust then I leave her, uh, she a little eater, uh
Get back, kickback, blow this shit back, uh
Flip that, kick that, flip that, send that, uh
223 hit, where your clothes at uh
Scum Gang bout that Fendi, fin-act, uh

[Hook]
Niggas running 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 andale, 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 running man, fuck a rubber-band
I’mma fuck her in a handstand, she a fan man
Need the drugs, I’m the xan man, I’m the damn man

[Bridge]
You can talk hot on the internet boy
That’s that goofy shit we ain’t in to 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 in to that, boy
Black van, pull up to your momma crib, boy
Tie her up, drive that shit off a bridge, lil boy

[Hook]
Niggas running 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 andale, 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 running man, fuck a rubber-band
I’mma fuck her in a handstand, she a fan man
Need the drugs, I’m the xan man, I’m the damn man


6ix9ine – Gummo


[Intro]
Niggas iffy, uh, Blicky got the stiffy, uh
Got the blicky, uh, drum it holds fifty, uh
Scum Gang
I’ll see y’all later, suuwoo!

[Verse 1]
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 shooting niggas, we ain’t hooping nigga
Yo Gambi, you a loser nigga, up that Uzi nigga
On the stoop, grills in, my Georgia girl on my fro
She wanna fuck but keep her clothes on, I only want the jaw
Man that’s really all I use her for as I kick her out the door
I don’t want her, you can keep the whore, she fiending for some more
In New York my niggas don’t Milly Rock, my niggas money bop
Blow a case a nigga throwing shots, I run ’em off they block
Caught a milli in the stash box, I grinded for my spot
Niggas talking ’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’mma fuck her then I dash home, to the cash hoe

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
Niggas iffy, uh, Blicky got the stiffy, uh
Got the blicky, uh, drum it holds fifty, uh
Move milli, all my niggas on fifty, uh
Talk down, pew pew pew, you silly, uh
Hit a stain, fifty bands, all hunnids
Spinning through ya block like a pop shove it
Shoot at me I’m shooting back, I’m getting buckets
I ain’t wanna take his life but nigga, fuck it

[Chorus]
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

[Outro]
Scum Gang