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Lyrics:
[Intro: 6ix9ine]
Ayo, Giné, Giné, can’t get caught on replay
We gon’ spin like freeway, niggas know how we play
[Verse 1: 6ix9ine]
Bitch, I’m oppy, bitch, oh, yeah, I’m oppy, bitch
Casamigos [?], bitch, we ’bout to flock up shit
Tra-la-la-la-la-la, flock your shit, we flickity flock your shit
Niggas want me, I’ma pop my shit with splitty swap the sticks (Wait, hold on)
Wait, what? Whatchu wanna do, like what?
Who you gon’ shoot, like what?
That boy a bluff, I be outside, like what?
Y’all niggas really not tough, I still ain’t get touched
And I still ain’t get touched
You lookin’ for your mans, like what?
Stop lookin’ for your mans, he butt
‘Cause we rise up, you really not rough
We back to back, niggas got guns so we ’boutta clap
Niggas got jokes, they make us laugh
We love to clap, we love to clap
He got shot, he ain’t get back
Slime gon’ take what we will jack
We not Apple, we got MACs
I don’t know you, please get back, get back, get back, get back, get back
Stop, stop, dummy boy better have his knockers
Three chops, we hit his block up
Spin, spin, we spin like choppas
Homie soft, he don’t want no drama
When he saw me, he ain’t do nada
Hit a nigga, make him cha-cha, cha-cha
Turn ’em noodle into rasta-pasta
[Verse 2: Lambo Low]
I ain’t no fighter, speaker, nigga came with the knockers
[?] ’cause we sendin’ niggas to the doctor
[?] when we in the field, catch an instant kill with the stoppers
Donz trainin’ like a rasta, [?]
Like, he a pussy just look at his posture
I’ll flock a nigga with a flocka
We get the addy, we tearin’ his block up, block up
[Verse 3: Donz Stacks]
I was high off the Runtz, speedin’
If it’s up then it’s stuck, bleedin’
If you wanna act bad, beat him, beat him
Beat him ’til [?]
[?]
[?]
Niggas jokin’, what’s the joke?
Niggas know I keep a pole
Hit a nigga and reload
Matter fact, smack ’em, back up
Niggas ain’t bout that action, cappin’
Blood all over my [?]
[?] when I clap it, clap it
[Verse 4: K.I]
You tryna catch you a what?
I’m tryna catch me an oppa
Nigga said he did what?
Pussy boy never did nada
How you spinnin’ without no knocker?
We make it hot like grava
You know we all for the drama
We make it lit, fire, lava
I don’t trust shawty, she’s a line up
We the risk takers, ’til the sign up
And we opps next to your times up
‘Til your time’s up
[Verse 5: Dollo]
Look, we don’t jack niggas that ain’t never take risks
Suck dick, don’t jack my shit
Spin they block, I’ma dump that clip
‘Cause I’m [?] rip on rip
Mask on, nigga thinkin’ I’m sick
Call [?], he’s thinkin’ I’m slick
Look at ricky, he runnin’ like rick
Still add a K to my shit
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