Keke

Album: Day69 (2018)
Charted: 43
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  • (Scum Gang!)

    I'll be on the block on the regular
    With my niggas busting at the cops, on the regular
    Bitches sucking dick, giving top, on the regular
    Catch me water whipping straight drop, on the regular
    Yeah you know I run up with the shit on the regular
    Bare faced, I'ma hit a lick, on the regular
    Posted with the drop, gun cocked, on the regular
    Yeah I'm 6ix9ine with the nine, on the regular

    Niggas want war yeah, kick the door yeah
    Niggas want the sauce, yeah, shake 'em off yeah
    I'm still in the hood yeah, bussin' juggs yeah
    Rollin' through the city, yeah, with my niggas yeah
    Niggas want that bitch back, I don't chit-chat
    Run up, hear a click clack, blow your shit back
    Baby I ain't a hot boy, I'ma block boy
    Double trigger Glock, make him Diddy Bop boy

    Nigga we be busting at the opps, on the regular
    Nigga we be ducking from the cops, on the regular
    Bitches sucking dick and giving top, on the regular
    Shit that's on my wrist, it cost a lot, it ain't regular
    Nigga if it's coming from my spot it ain't regular
    Someone's will is on a different side, it ain't regular
    You can't take the money when you die, it ain't regular
    Niggas with me really ready to die, on the regular

    Pull up to his door yeah, get on the floor yeah
    Pull up, we gon' shoot, don't check out the score yet
    Different colored coupes, shmoney on the floor yeah
    They know I got juice, drippin', drippin' sauce, yeah
    Pull up to his door yeah, get on the floor yeah (yeah)
    Pull up, we gon' shoot, don't check out the score yet
    Different colored coupes, shmoney on the floor yeah
    They know I got juice, drippin', drippin' sauce, yeah
    They know I'ma ball like LaVar (ay)
    'Bout to take a trip to the stars
    Let a nigga drip in designer
    Ay, makin' money, flip for the mob

    I fuck it up, I fuck it up, mmm yeah
    Shmegular, that's regular, mmm yeah
    I hit it on the tour bus, oh yeah
    If I'm a player, you a slut, ooh yeah
    I told my .38 "I love you"
    That my baby, when I pull up she pull up, too
    See the, Hermes on the buckle ooh, and a
    Lotta bag in the duffle, yeah
    Leave 'em wetter, let it rain, nigga
    Put the thirty to your motherfuckin' brain nigga, uh
    I'm runnin' 'round with the same niggas
    Same niggas that'll take a nigga chain, nigga Writer/s: Andrew Green, Artist Dubose, Daniel Hernandez, Walter Spearman, Willie Maxwell
    Publisher: CREATE MUSIC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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