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Scum Gang!
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[Chorus 1: 6IX9INE]
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I'll be on the block on the regular
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With my niggas busting at the cops, on the regular
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Bitches sucking dick, giving top, on the regular
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Catch me water whipping straight drop, on the regular
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Yeah you know I run up with the shit on the regular
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Bare faced, I'ma hit a lick, on the regular
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Posted with the drop, gun cocked, on the regular
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Yeah I'm 6ix9ine with the nine, on the regular

[Verse 1: 6IX9INE]
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Niggas want war yeah, kick the door yeah
N.C.
Niggas want the sauce, yeah, shake 'em off yeah
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I'm still in the hood yeah, bussin' drugs yeah
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Rollin' through the city, yeah, with my niggas yeah
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Niggas want that bitch back, I don't chit-chat
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Run up here? Click clack, blow your shit back
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Baby I ain't a hot boy, I'm a block boy
N.C.
Double trigger Glock, make him Diddy Bop, boy

[Chorus 2: Fetty Wap]
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Nigga we be busting at the opps, on the regular
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Nigga we be ducking from the cops, on the regular
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Bitches sucking dick and giving top on the regular
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Shit that's on my wrist, it cost a lot, it ain't regular
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Nigga if it's coming from my spot it ain't regular
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Someone's will is on a different side, it ain't regular
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You can't take the money when you die, it ain't regular
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Niggas with me really ready to die on the regular

[Verse 2: Fetty Wap]
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Pull up to his door yeah, get on the floor yeah (yeah)
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Pull up, we gon' shoot, don't check out the score yet
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Different colored coupes, money on the floor yeah
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They know I got juice, drippin', drippin' sauce, yeah
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Pull up to his door yeah, get on the floor yeah (yeah)
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Pull up, we gon' shoot, don't check out the score yet,
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Different colored coupes, shmoney on the floor yeah
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They know I got juice, drippin', drippin' sauce, yeah
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   They know I'mma ball like LaVar (ay)
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   Bout to take a trip to the stars
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     Let a nigga drip in designer
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   Ay, makin' money, flip for the mob

[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
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I fuck it up, I fuck it up, mm yeah
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Schmegular, that's regular, mm yeah
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I hit it on the tour bus, ooh yeah
N.C.
If I'm a player, you a slut, ooh yeah
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I told my .38 "I love you"
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That's my baby, when I pull up she pull up too
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See the, Hermes on the buckle, and a
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Lotta bag in the duffle, yeah
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Leave 'em wetter, let it rain, nigga
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Put the thirty to your motherfuckin' brain nigga, ah
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I'm runnin' around with the same niggas
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Same niggas that'll take a nigga chain, nigga
Huh?

[Outro]
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