6ix9ine, ZillaKami - YOKAI lyrics
ZillaKami [Junius Rogers] New York. U.S.
[6ix9ine, ZillaKami - YOKAI lyrics]
Scum Gang! CamGotHit's
For my cold killers, for my soul lifters
Body bag fillers, for my go-getters
Trey-eight gripper, dope brick flipper
Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whipper
For my cold killers, for my soul lifters
Body bag fillers, for my go-getters
Trey-eight gripper, dope brick flipper
Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whipper
Maniac All black! Click clack Fall back!
Take your bitch Dog that!
Flip switch Roach trap!
Dead case Solve that! Gun clap Hi-Hat!
Click clack Absolve that!
Boy Brrat! Boy Brrat!
Pistol to your melon, quit that yellin'
I'ma count to 3 lowin' on the block
With my Scums all surrounding me
Still up in the trap
Where the hustlers and the addicts be
Popping shit'll get you split
Turn this to a tragedy beat you to a pulp
With a sock full of batteries (Mm)
Shottie to your dome
Make your ass defy gravity (Mm)
Fucking bitches, Saké sipping
Nigga had to quit the lean
Young Scummy money gang, Scum Gang, Medellín
Ruger spit
Pop your back, I came up in the game
Who's really doing it?
Pop your back, I came up in the game
Who's really shooting it?
Move the split, split the spliff
Release the piss
Screaming "Honey, get the kids"
Screaming "Homie, jump the fence"
Purge the yay', ball of
Eight, have 'em twisting, turning ways
Purge the yay', ball of eight, flip it
Double up the pay okay, now
Chad did acid once and now
He be hearing voices
I had to link with 6ix9ine
Because the beefing was pointless
Was closing curtains in the hearses
While your boys was wearing purses
Servin' service, swervin' in suburbans
Rims scraping the surface
Put him in a coffin Toss him!
Smother him Cover him!
Dirt bed "DEAD" white shirt said
Muzzle him Put 'em in a line
The hammer'll bang!
Seal my body, break the chains
It's Scum to the Gang (Squad)
For my cold killers, for my soul lifters
Body bag fillers, for my go-getters
Trey-eight gripper, dope brick flipper
Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whipper
For my cold killers, for my soul lifters
Body bag fillers, for my go-getters
Trey-eight gripper, dope brick flipper
Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whipper
For my cold killers, for my soul lifters
Body bag fillers, for my go-getters
Trey-eight gripper, dope brick flipper
Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whipper
For my cold killers, for my soul lifters
Body bag fillers, for my go-getters
Trey-eight gripper, dope brick flipper
Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whipper
Maniac All black! Click clack Fall back!
Take your bitch Dog that!
Flip switch Roach trap!
Dead case Solve that! Gun clap Hi-Hat!
Click clack Absolve that!
Boy Brrat! Boy Brrat!
Pistol to your melon, quit that yellin'
I'ma count to 3 lowin' on the block
With my Scums all surrounding me
Still up in the trap
Where the hustlers and the addicts be
Popping shit'll get you split
Turn this to a tragedy beat you to a pulp
With a sock full of batteries (Mm)
Shottie to your dome
Make your ass defy gravity (Mm)
Fucking bitches, Saké sipping
Nigga had to quit the lean
Young Scummy money gang, Scum Gang, Medellín
Ruger spit
Pop your back, I came up in the game
Who's really doing it?
Pop your back, I came up in the game
Who's really shooting it?
Move the split, split the spliff
Release the piss
Screaming "Honey, get the kids"
Screaming "Homie, jump the fence"
Purge the yay', ball of
Eight, have 'em twisting, turning ways
Purge the yay', ball of eight, flip it
Double up the pay okay, now
Chad did acid once and now
He be hearing voices
I had to link with 6ix9ine
Because the beefing was pointless
Was closing curtains in the hearses
While your boys was wearing purses
Servin' service, swervin' in suburbans
Rims scraping the surface
Put him in a coffin Toss him!
Smother him Cover him!
Dirt bed "DEAD" white shirt said
Muzzle him Put 'em in a line
The hammer'll bang!
Seal my body, break the chains
It's Scum to the Gang (Squad)
For my cold killers, for my soul lifters
Body bag fillers, for my go-getters
Trey-eight gripper, dope brick flipper
Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whipper
For my cold killers, for my soul lifters
Body bag fillers, for my go-getters
Trey-eight gripper, dope brick flipper
Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whipper
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