Fuck nigga, better run! Yeah, you know we gon' up that Yeah, you know we gon' bust that fucking pole! Yeah, you know we gon' dump that Yeah, you know we gon' dump that Niggas running, I ain't even go (what?) Niggas running, I ain't even go I ain't know he was a trackstar, aye y'all, jigsaw Fuck nigga, better run! Yeah, you know we gon' up that Yeah, you know we gon' bust that fucking pole! Yeah, you know we gon' dump that Yeah, you know we gon' dump that Niggas running, I ain't even go (what?) Niggas running, I ain't even go I ain't know he was a trackstar, aye y'all, jigsaw Lil' bitch Boy you know you ain't with that (lil' bitch) Boy you know you ain't 'bout that I ain't with the chit-chat Send my shooters where your house at Boy, you a lil' pack-rat, wait, ooh 6ix9ine with me so it's homicide All my shooters, yeah they down to ride Yo diamonds fake, I ain't lying Fucking lil' bitch, put my dick in her spine She whine, I feed her coke, doing line Run to the money, you know it's mine Wait, fuck nigga better run Beam on that chopper, fifty right on the drum Shoot that lil' boy for fun, huh (I do) Diamonds, they shine like the Sun, ay That lil' boy not my son, huh Huh, run, huh, run, Dexter Fuck nigga, better run! Yeah, you know we gon' up that Yeah, you know we gon' bust that fucking pole! Yeah, you know we gon' dump that Yeah, you know we gon' dump that Niggas running, I ain't even go (what?) Niggas running, I ain't even go I ain't know he was a trackstar, aye y'all, jigsaw Fuck nigga, better run! Yeah, you know we gon' up that (this nigga!) Yeah, you know we gon' bust that fucking pole! Yeah, you know we gon' dump that Yeah, you know we gon' dump that Niggas running, I ain't even go (what?) Niggas running, I ain't even go I ain't know he was a trackstar, aye y'all, jigsaw 6ix9ine, what's up, brozay? Same gang, giving shit (yeah!) Same back of a bitch (yeah!) Riding 'round with them sticks (yeah!) MAC's, TEC's, and a clip (yeah!) Heard he move like a bitch (yeah!) Ran off with his shit (yeah!) Nina with me, I'm a pimp (yeah!) Finger fuck, she gon' spit (yeah!) FBI knocking on my door, they want the rocket (They looking for that what?) they looking for the rocket! Harlem niggas snitching, toting guns, they never pop it Schlosser Gang down with the motherfucking rocket Všade kam prídem (ooh) na mňa štekajú haf haf (haf) Lebo na večierky chodím v teplákoch a v mikine RAF RAF Každá rad radom je do Haha, baf baf Dex Dex, Tekashi, Haha Crew pozri sa mama, yeah Pálim blunt za bluntom, pokým nepália ma pery, hey Chodím vyhadzovať smeti v mojich papučiach Fendi, hey Vchádzam do klubu, do tmy v okuliaroch, ako slepý, hey Každý sa ma pýta, čI vidím, vravím hej, lebo svietime (lebo svietime, yeah)