| Bitch I came to shine, got it out the sky
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| Hoppin' out the ride, bitches sniffin' Calvin Klein
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| Taking ninety nine, on that nine-trey's line
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| Yeah I’m with my slime, niggas Billy crime
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| They gon' kill you over rhymes, I’ma smack you out your mind
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| It’s the Scum, nigga, fuck it, it’s the Wave, nigga (Scum!)
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| It’s the Scum, nigga, fuck it, it’s the Wave, nigga (Scum!)
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| Scum, nigga, Scum, nigga, Scum, nigga
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| Wave, nigga (ice), Wave, nigga, Wave nigga (TR3Y!)
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| It’s the Scum, nigga, fuck it, it’s the wave
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| Put the K to your brain, let it bang
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| 40 cal, 50 cal, we gon' pull up with them thangs
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| Ain’t no aiming for no legs, they gon' make your life change
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| And truth be finessing, fuck where you stressing
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| Reaching for the weapon, for teaching them a lesson
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| Preacher for the pleasant, leave him in the stretcher
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| For fiction, I’m fixin' I’m really 'bout action
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!)
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| Fifth on his lip, give him carmax and wax (woo, yuh!)
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| 6ix9ine is the funk if he ask me to blast
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| Pump to his chest, 40 in the TEC, run up, leave him wet
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| His bitch gave me neck, sippin' on that Tech
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| Keep that chrome on my side, split his head wide
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| On that type of time, niggas down to ride, I ain’t gotta lie
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| You would think your bitch love me when she calling my phone
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| She keep blowing up my shit, I told her, «Leave me alone»
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| This bitch wanted me to fuck, I only wanted the dome
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| Heard his niggas talking shit, but they don’t want no smoke
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| When I get that fuckin' mop, it’s a different approach
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| Niggas think that they a giant, but they really a roach
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| Niggas choke, when it blow, big pole, with a scope
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| No reload, watch him fall, 40 blow him down the road, gang |