Gummo (remix) Lyrics - 6ix9ine

Niggas iffy, uh, Blicky got the stiffy, uh 

Got the blicky, uh, drum, it holds fifty, uh 

Scum Gang 

Pop these niggas like a wheelie nigga, you a silly nigga 

In the hood with them billy niggas and them hoova niggas 

You run up and they shootin' niggas, we ain't hoopin' nigga 

No KB, you a loser nigga, up that uzi nigga 

On the stoop, crills in my drawers, your girl on my phone 

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 fiendin' for some more 

In New York my niggas don't Milly Rock, my niggas money bop 

Blow a case a nigga throwin' shots, I run 'em off they block 

Quarter 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 ho, she a bad ho 

I'ma fuck her then I dash home, to the cash ho 

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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 niggas bitch (Offset) 

Diamonds hittin' (hittin') 

When a boss talk bitch listen, huh (hey, hey) 

We get yo biscuit, huh (biscuits) 

I sic out my dog they vicious, huh (grr) 

Fuck these bitches (huh) 

Had to run out the bag in the kitchen (huh) 

My nigga on stick shift (huh) 

Get Earl off nigga on some real shit (huh) 

Blow up the NAWF 

It's all in the jaw 

Let me see my opp 

30 on my Glock 

Plug em like a sock 

Trap out the pot 

Carbon grip the car 

Trap whip the marks 

My rock a mili 

I take care a village 

My bitch the realest 

Wraith cost half a mili (wraith) 

Hermes belt lizard 

My bitch blooded like Clifford 

Lambo speed shifting 

Get shot in your back like Ricky (bah) 

Glock 40 give you a hickey 

Smoking on cook like a hippy 

She smoke on the dope on a [?] 

We haul it up first then we blitzing 

RIP to Pistol 

Get wacked off when I was with him 

You got caught you got caught down back you a victim 

Niggas ain't showing no sympathy 

Better think twice before dissing me 

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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 

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 

Scum Gang