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6ix9ine - yokai lyrics

[intro: 6ix9ine]
sc-m gang!
camgothits

[chorus: 6ix9ine & zillakami]
for my cold k!llers, for my soul lifters
body bag fillers, for my go-getters
trey-eight gripper, dope brick flipper
bad b-tch hitter, foreign drop whipper
for my cold k!llers, for my soul lifters
body bag fillers, for my go-getters
trey-eight gripper, dope brick flipper
bad b-tch hitter, foreign drop whipper

[bridge: 6ix9ine & zillakami]
maniac—all black!
cl1ck clack—fall back!
take your b-tch—dog that!
flip switch—roach trap!
dead case—solve that!
gun clap—hi-hat!
cl1ck clack—absolve that!
boy—brrat!—boy—brrat!

[verse 1: 6ix9ine]
pistol to your melon, quit that yellin’, i’ma count to 3
lowin’ on the block, with my sc-ms all surrounding me
still up in the trap, where the hustlers and the addicts be
popping sh-t’ll get you split, turn this to a tragedy
beat you to a pulp, with a sock full of batteries (mm)
shottie to your dome, make your -ss defy gravity (mm)
f-cking b-tches, saké sipping, n-gga had to quit the lean
young sc-mmy money gang, sc-m gang, medellín

[verse 2: zillakami & 6ix9ine]
ruger spit
pop your back, i came up in the game, who’s really doing it?
pop your back, i came up in the game, who’s really shooting it?
move the split, split the spliff, release the p-ss
screaming “honey, get the kids”
screaming “homie, jump the fence”
purge the yay’, ball of eight, have ’em twisting, turning ways
purge the yay’, ball of eight, flip it, double up the pay
okay, now, chad did acid once and now he be hearing voices
i had to link with 6ix9ine because the beefing was pointless
was closing curtains in the he-rs-s
while your boys was wearing purses
servin’ service, swervin’ in suburbans
rims scr-ping the surface
put him in a coffin—toss him!
smother him—cover him!
dirt bed—”dead” white shirt said
muzzle him—put him in the linen hammer and bang!
seal my body, break the chains, it’s sc-m to the gang
(squad)

- 6ix9ine lyrics

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