6ix9ine - FAX

6ix9ine - FAX

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Any nigga ever spoke on me, yeah, they know what's up
Everything comin' to the light, man, the jig is up
Niggas been pussy, big cap, they is not tough
They did what I did, chest out, they is not us
I did what I did, and you saw how I stood
They say niggas wanna kill me, and I'm still living good
Rappers dying every day, and I'm still living good
And if I really want to, I go back to my hood
Like what happened? Thought you was a thug, sat down and started yapping
Bite, munch, munch, all you hungry, get to snackin'
I been told you 'bout these rap niggas, they be cappin'
Difference between me and niggas, I don't duck action
I really wanna smack 'em
Sippin' trunk, lift 'em up, reverse, and we clap 'em
Real life slime walk, go get a napkin
Rappers know, I done seen a snake turn a rat
Yo, Gunna Wunna do this, Gunna Wunna do that
Niggas shoulda, coulda, woulda, shut the fuck up, you a rat
You did what you did, and you can't take it back
Told the cops, "Don't tell the world", nigga, what the fuck is that?

The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout
Down came the feds, and he rat his mans out
I gave you my number, tell me what you want
Don't tell the world, just please let me out
The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout
Down came the feds, and he rat his mans out
I gave you my number, tell me what you want
Don't tell the world, just please let me out

I talk facts, nigga
Before this rap shit, y'all wasn't tryna jack niggas
I had to shoot niggas, rob niggas, clap niggas
I caught a whole fat case, that's a fact, nigga
Everything on video, so you know it's facts, nigga
I'm on parole on my doley, still smack niggas
Y'all don't like the truth, so y'all make jokes to distract niggas
If I'm a rat, you a rat, the only difference is I ain't black
I'ma up it on you, him, and that, nigga
Ha, nigga, shoot at your mom, now you jack niggas
Too many of your friends gave they life to double back, nigga
Why in the cell, in the dirt, you makin' tracks, nigga?
Wham ain't gonna say it, I'ma say it, you a rat, nigga

Trippie ain't give me no beat, man, I stole that shit
Rap niggas mad, 'cause I fucked they bitch
All the fans like, "How you do that shit?"
Stupid dummy, I'mma teach you how to do this shit
Niggas get shot for guacamole and chips
Lil Braids almost died hungry and shit
Niggas know I talk crazy, and they still wanna diss
See? I'm still alive, favorite rapper resting in piss
Bitch

The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout
Down came the feds, and he rat his mans out
I gave you my number, tell me what you want
Don't tell the world, just please let me out
The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout
Down came the feds, and he rat his mans out
I gave you my number, tell me what you want
Don't tell the world, just please let me out

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