Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song DUMMY, artist - 6ix9ine.
Date of issue: 20.01.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Scumgang
Song language: English
DUMMY |
Get the money, stack it with my niggas |
I remember trappin' with my niggas |
Now we overseas in a villa |
Goin' back, we won’t consider |
I remember days we was starvin' |
Still finessin', we was juggin', we was robbin' |
I was comin' off the bench, I wasn’t starting |
Now I’m out here ballin' like I’m Harden |
And I make sure my day ones straight, stay with my gang |
You ain’t fuckin' with me, you can stay out my way |
Stay in your lane, fuck your campaign, yeah |
Last year, I was sleepin' in a basement |
Now the foreign lookin' like a spaceship |
Bust down the gang with the bag, yeah |
All the money on me, holographic |
I spent some days in the trap and got my money up (Yeah) |
Bust it down, the Rollie, now she tryna fuck (Yeah, ah) |
And now she feedin' all up on me just like I’m a drug (Yeah) |
I remember back when y’all wouldn’t show me love (Yeah, ah) |
Jaguar truck on the freeway (Woah) |
You can catch me ballin' on the replay (Woah, oh) |
Saint Laurent jacket, it’s 3K (Woah) |
I been with the same gang since Pre-K' (Woah, oh) |
We was down and we was out, and bitches looked at us stupid |
It was hating ass niggas, so I kept me a Ruger |
Sending shots to his body, make him sing like Ozuna |
They was running out they mouth, but they respected the shooter |
We was down and we was out, and bitches looked at us stupid |
It was hating ass niggas, so I kept me a Ruger |
Sending shots to his body, make him sing like Ozuna |
They was running out they mouth, but they respected the shooter, yeah |
Blocked blocks, sent shots |
Threw that shit in reverse, then we bending through your block |
Blocked blocks, sent shots |
Threw that shit in reverse, then we bending through your block |
Watch his body Milly Rock, yeah |