6ix9ine - Kooda (2017)

6ix9ine - Kooda (2017)
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6ix9ine - Kooda songtext
[Intro] Scum Gang [Hook] Niggas running out they mouth but they never pop out I got the drop on your spot, everybody watch out All my niggas on 50 so you know we hopped out Mobbed out, opps out, we gon' show what we about All my niggas really gang bang, talk that damn slang Rap about it, do the same thing, let your nuts hang We gon' pull up, nigga andale, on Sangre We post up, we don't do the race, you gon' die today In the spot, blow 50 bands, shit, 100 bands Shit, my pockets on a running man, fuck a rubber-band I'mma fuck her in a handstand, she a fan man Need the drugs, I'm the xan man, I'm the damn man [Verse] I roll up I'm gon' be booted, stupid, and shoot it stupid Brought a knife, I brought a Ruger, stupid, I really do this If I tote it then you know I shoot it, and I'mma prove it Back back, don't be moving stupid, or I'mma use it Dicky stiffy, uh, that shit get some licky, uh Lil bitty, uh, bust all on her titties, uh She a skeeter, uh, really don't need her, uh Bust then I leave her, uh, she a little eater, uh Get back, kickback, blow this shit back, uh Flip that, kick that, flip that, send that, uh 223 hit, where your clothes at uh Scum Gang bout that Fendi, fin-act, uh [Hook] Niggas running out they mouth but they never pop out I got the drop on your spot, everybody watch out All my niggas on 50 so you know we hopped out Mobbed out, opps out, we gon' show what we about All my niggas really gang bang, talk that damn slang Rap about it, do the same thing, let your nuts hang We gon' pull up, nigga andale, on Sangre We post up, we don't do the race, you gon' die today In the spot, blow 50 bands, shit, 100 bands Shit, my pockets on a running man, fuck a rubber-band I'mma fuck her in a handstand, she a fan man Need the drugs, I'm the xan man, I'm the damn man [Bridge] You can talk hot on the internet boy That's that goofy shit we ain't in to that, boy Black van, pull up to your momma crib, boy Tie her up, drive that shit off a bridge, lil boy You can talk hot on the internet boy That's that goofy shit we ain't in to that, boy Black van, pull up to your momma crib, boy Tie her up, drive that shit off a bridge, lil boy [Hook] Niggas running out they mouth but they never pop out I got the drop on your spot, everybody watch out All my niggas on 50 so you know we hopped out Mobbed out, opps out, we gon' show what we about All my niggas really gang bang, talk that damn slang Rap about it, do the same thing, let your nuts hang We gon' pull up, nigga andale, on Sangre We post up, we don't do the race, you gon' die today In the spot, blow 50 bands, shit, 100 bands Shit, my pockets on a running man, fuck a rubber-band I'mma fuck her in a handstand, she a fan man Need the drugs, I'm the xan man, I'm the damn man