[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]

I never gave a f*ck

I'll f*ck Ir b*ch, she give it all, uh

I got the- [?]

Run up on me then I hit them all, uh

Gigolo, gigolo, gigolo, uh

She got my d*ck, she gon’ jiggle it, uh

I'm on the top, I'm on the top

Getting top from a b*ch yelling, piglet, uh

Look at the way that i swag, uh

I got Gucci on my bag, uh

I ain’t lookin' at the tags

Bad b*ch, I hit it from the back, uh

I'm in Dior, spend a rack, uh

Maybe a rack on a rack, uh

Where I'm from, I say, "I'm from Chiraq", uh

Run up on me, them pistols'll clap, uh, yeah

That's my flow

Look at that girl, that's yo’ ho’

Look at her style, she all gold

She wanna f*ck, I said no

Win a race like first place

Run it back, so cold like relay

Scratch, scratch on a b*ch, no DJ, uh

Boy, I swipe pre-paids, nah

I spray black cards, huh, ayy

With no delay, huh

My flow crazy, huh

Doped up like the 80's

Rock-a-by with the choppa’ like babies, huh, yeah

Drop that sh*t

Ayy!

Esskeeee, Oh my

Last dude on the track!

I got the drop, ay

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION]

Hi-hit it from the back (back)

Look back at me, I like that (that)

She so naughty for that sack (sack)

I got sauce and she like that

Wanna lick it off me, lil' old me-me

Hit your spot an' slit my teeth-teeth

Ni*gas bitin', Tyson Lee-Lee

Velcro pockets, super flea

Radar watch, it can’t be seized

Swag disease, too much sauce inside my jeans

His and her's designer tees

Your flow's old, update it please

Radar watch, it can't be seized

Swag disease, too much sauce inside my jeans

His and her's designer tees

Your flow's old, update it please

[Verse 2: Lil Pump]

Man your b*ch was ugly, so I pasted her to my cousin

Bitch say nothin', b*ch do not knock on my house

I'ma start bustin' Bust it, bust it, bitch, gon' bust it

I pasted b*ch to my cousin

B*ch say nothin', b*ch do not knock on my house

I'ma start bustin, god damn!

[Verse 3: Ski Mask The Slump God]

Like a truck with me

Do a buck fifty

If she f*ck with me

Then she stuck with me

What you doing I'm busting busting busting busting busting I'm busting

P*ssy ni*ga cross eyed sipping on tussin'

Got a new b*ch, sound like Siri, she Russian

She tried to suck and suck my d*ck just like a musket

Okay, like your b*ch be killing me

Said that she feeling me

Jet like I'm big that b*ch into me, mmm

Pockets Yo Gotti, they hopped in the Mase'

My chain is a sin cuz it's k*lling me, ayy

My ni*ga Xen got the pistol piece

My nig*a Curry don't keep the peace, uhh

This is the gift that I give to ye, uhh

Drown in designer my necklace piece

[Verse 4: XXXTENTACION]

Shooting guns just like it's heroin

Deep in the p*ssy like a body burial

B*ch underwater, what I name it? Ariel

Cutie booty I'ma f*ck up the uh, woo!

I wanna f*ck on your mouth

I wanna f*ck on your daughter and your house (God damn)

I wanna make that b*ch p*ssy my spouse

Show her Giuseppe, she open her mouth

I put bricks on a b*ch, thirty X*ns off her t*ts

I put Molly on a b*ch, I put M*lly on a b*ch

I put bricks on a b*ch, thirty X*ns off her t*ts

I put Molly on a b*ch, I put M*lly on a b*ch (Yeah)

Last dude on the track

Scum Gang!

[Verse 5: 6IX9INE]

Nig*as my gang, when the thing go bang

Roll the window down, let me do my thang

I go insane, hit him in his brain, that boy a stain

Y'ada nig*as bluff, y'all nig*as ain't tough

I know some Blo*ds, they wet you up

That's just because, boy

Nig*as my gang, when the thing go bang

Roll the window down, let me do my thang

I go insane, hit him in his brain, that boy a stain

Y'ada nig*as bluff, y'all nig*as ain't tough

I know some Blo*ds, they wet you up

That's just because, boy

I paid for the Glock then I came to the block

Gunshot, gunshot, one time, one time

I paid for the rocks, I stuffed in the socks

One sale, one sale, top-notch, top-notch

I run up on n*ga, go ape on a ni*ga

No face, no trace, no case on a ni*ga

Black switchblade to the face of a ni*ga

Never ever will I catch a fade from a ni*ga

Scum Squad, don't know y'all

You scu face, I'll split y'all

Get pieced up, no Jigsaw

Run up wrong, get hit torn (Squad!)

[Verse 6: Scarlxrd]

We don't care about them

We don't care about them

We don't care about them

We don't care about them

Oh boy, we don't care about them

We don't care about them (Oh my God)

We don't care about them

We don't care about them

[Outro]

Scum gang!

Scar-lxrd