6ix9ine - KEKE

[Intro: 6ix9ine]

Scum Gang!

[Chorus 1: 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 run up 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

Yeah I'm 6ix9ine with the nine, on the regular

[Verse 1: 6ix9ine]

Niggas want war yeah, kick the door yeah

Niggas want the sauce, yeah, shake 'em off yeah

I'm still in the hood yeah, bussin' juggs yeah

Rollin' through the city, yeah, with my niggas yeah

Niggas want that bitch back, I don't chit-chat

Run up here? Click clack, blow your shit back

Baby I ain't a hot boy, I'm a block boy

Double trigger Glock, make him Diddy Bop, boy

[Chorus 2: Fetty Wap]

Nigga, we be bustin' at the opps, 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 it's comin' from my spot it ain't regular

Someone's will is on a different side, it ain't regular

You can't take the money when you die, it ain't regular

Niggas with me really ready to die on the regular

[Verse 2: Fetty Wap]

Pull up to his door yeah, get on the floor yeah (yeah)

Pull up, we gon' shoot, don't check out the score yet

Different colored coupes, money on the floor yeah

They know I got juice, drippin', drippin' sauce, yeah

Pull up to his door yeah, get on the floor yeah (yeah)

Pull up, we gon' shoot, don't check out the score yet

Different colored coupes, money on the floor yeah

They know I got juice, drippin', drippin' sauce, yeah

They know I'ma ball like LaVar (ay)

'Bout to take a trip to the stars

Let a nigga drip in designer

Ay, makin' money, flip for the mob

[Verse 3: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]

I fuck it up, I fuck it up, mm yeah

Shmegular, that's regular, mm yeah

I hit it 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, Hermes on the buckle, and a

Lotta bag in the duffle, yeah

Leave 'em wetter, let it rain, nigga

Put the .30 to your motherfuckin' brain nigga, ah

I'm runnin' around with the same niggas

Same niggas that'll take a nigga's chain, nigga, huh?