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[Intro]
Sc*m Gang!

[Chorus]
Bang! Run up, kick the door
Bang! f*ckin' up that pole
Bang! n*gga want that smoke
Bang! n*ggas do that talk
Bang! f*ck all that talking, let's go
Bang! n*ggas don't want war
Bang! f*ck all that talking, let's go
Bang! n*ggas don't want war

[Verse 1]
TEKA$HI69 don't fold, boy
TEKA$HI69 on "go", boy
TEKA$HI69 tote poles, boy
Tekashi gon' let that go, boy
With that black .44, boy
Shoot you through your cross, boy
Leave you in a hole, boy
You gon' get exposed, boy
Pull up with the Glocks out, red dots out
Pull the mops out and the chops out, n*ggas air it out
Go all out, when we back out, that's a blackout
Shooters all go, they don't clock out
That's–That's a man down, when we rain down
We don't play around, you get laid down
You gon' stay down, throw shade now
Get flamed now, you erased now
Leave you face down on the playground
Pull up on a n*gga, two-deep
n*ggas talkin' sh*t so I wanna' go see 'em
In a n*gga city, ride around with the heat
Pop out, Glocks out, n*ggas ain't tryna speak
Fire on me, boy must be brazy n*gga, uh
Rainbow lasers n*gga, uh
Cut your face with a razor n*gga, uh
Ambulance can't save you, n*gga
[Chorus]
Bang! Run up, kick the door
Bang! f*ckin' up that pole
Bang! n*gga want that smoke
Bang! n*ggas do that talk
Bang! f*ck all that talking, let's go
Bang! n*ggas don't want war
Bang! f*ck all that talking, let's go
Bang! n*ggas don't want war

[Verse 2]
Boy, you know you ain't thuggin', n*gga
You ain't really on nothin', n*gga, you don't want no trouble, n*gga
You a fumble, n*gga, you don't want it with my huddle, n*gga
Under pressure, you'll crumble, n*gga
Quit frontin', n*gga, boy, you need to be humble, n*gga
Ten toes, I don't stumble, n*gga, double-double, n*gga
Ten shots, ten clips, one clip, I don't got no jumper, n*gga
Man, I swear this sh*t no fair
You don't wanna end up in them crosshairs
Leave a n*gga froze up in his Moncler
ACOG on his mug, make 'em more clear
And I swear that them n*ggas deserve it, uh
n*ggas they snakes, they serpents, uh
They pus*y and that is my verdict, uh
Retaliate then we burnin' 'em
I bust and I know that I'm hurtin' 'em
She suckin' him off the Percy, uh
She love me, she say I'm so perfect, uh
That's your b*tch? She suckin' my posse up
We squaded, we lookin' like a mafia
I'm booted, I pop me a molly, uh
I'm geekin', I'm rowdy, I'm fired up
I wish a little n*gga would try and run up
Bang!