Kanga Lyrics - 6ix9ine

[Chorus: Gunna] 

Trapped on one stop, served my own block 

Bought my own watch (Own), loaded Glock 

Lettin' that thing pop (Pop), they can't freeze us (Freeze us) 

Skybox, we been at the top, they can't see us (See us) 

Twelve knocks, fucked the dirty cops (Hey Michael) 

They can't seize nothing 

Big shot, fuck that little thot 

I don't need y'all 

I stay high, fucked her and forgot, like amnesia 

Real fly, yellow Prada socks, Bumblebee, huh 

Went and got, Dior suit and tie, Christian clean, huh 

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[Verse 1: 6ix9ine] 

The streets so cold, gotta ride wit' a pole 

Gotta stay ready for the smoke, 'cause niggas tryna take my soul 

I can't go, thought niggas was my bros, but they changed though 

Niggas don't know shit 'bout that 

How the fuck a nigga switch like that? 

Gotta ride with a stick 'bout that 

Put a rip from the hip like that 

Keep it around me, I can't never lie 

Niggas around me, they stay with the strap 

Move from around me, or you could get whacked 

I see an opp and I'm leaving my flight, oh-oh 

[Verse 2: Gunna] 

Percocet bitches on me, I'm a walking brand 

Stacking these bands, show like 80 a grand 

Hoes in the sprinter van 

Pulling up spraying, puttin' hoes in the trash cans 

I'ma erase your man 

Gunna again, I ain't never follow your trend 

Nigga, you do what you can 

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[Chorus: Gunna] 

Trapped on one stop, served my own block 

Bought my own watch (Own), loaded Glock 

Lettin' that thing pop (Pop), they can't freeze us (Freeze us) 

Skybox, we been at the top, they can't see us (See us) 

Twelve knocks, fucked the dirty cops 

They can't seize nothing 

Big shot, fuck that little thot 

I don't need y'all 

I stay high, fucked up and forgot, like amnesia 

Real fly, yellow Prada socks, Bumblebee, huh? 

Went and got, Dior suit and tie, Christian clean, huh? 

[Verse 3: 6ix9ine] 

I can't sleep, just took 'em off the team 

Had to break it down to three, get on one knee 

I prayed to the lord that he'd watch my family 

Thinking this bitch gon' wait on me 

Thinking my fans remember me 

Thinking my friends remember me 

Nigga, don't switch up on me 

Can't tell me shit, 'specially not no bitch 

Ten for ten with this shit 

I'ma still drop these hits 

I'ma still pop my shit 

Got a Draco with the kick 

Glock .30, hollow tips 

Ride around with that shit all on my hip 

See an opp, let it hit 

Lately, I been on some suck my dick shit 

[Outro: 6ix9ine] 

Bitch, I'm stressing, oh, bitch, I'm stressing 

Mama saying, "Don't cry, count your blessings" 

I can't sleep, I can't sleep 

Hey, Michael 

I can't, uh