6ix9ine - International Gangstas lyrics

Squad! Farid Bang, what's popping? Capo, let it breathe! Juh-dee on the beat [Pre-Hook: Sch] .. bands, ah Capo, 6ix9ine .. Farid Bang, yah .. millionaire .. Salamu alaykum, international gangstas, gangstas Gangstas, gangstas, gangstas International Gangstas, gangstas, gangstas International Gangstas, gangstas, gangstas International Gangstas, gangstas, gangstas International Squad! All these pipes in my trunk like I'm plumbing and s**t (stupid!) Spinning through your block, sound like we drumming and s**t (c'mere bozo!) Brought his F and got a kick, look like I'm punting some s**t (rrrah) Sniper on a roof, scope look like he hunting your clique (grrrah) Baseball bat to his Yankee hat Make a little n***a FaceTime my gat Pop that s**t, he a acrobat Leave a n***a flat on the playground mat Call 911, but he can't come back Should have never got caught without that Always got my strap out back except When that Ruger clap, your medulla splat None of my n***as got nothing to lose They might just hop it and dump it at you All of my n***as they shooting to shoot All of my n***as they shooting to shoot All I hang with is savages, goons Really ain't nothing to up it at you Pull up and you gon' end up in a tomb Pull up and you gon' end up in a tomb Whoa, wait, stay with a strap Whoa, wait, I do not lack Whoa, wait, you getting clapped Whoa, wait, I do not cap Whoa, wait, I stay with a Ruger Whoa, wait, I am my shooter Whoa, wait, off money I'm booted Whoa, wait, I told you I'm moveless .. bands, ah Capo, 6ix9ine .. Farid Bang, yah .. millionaire .. Salamu alaykum, international gangstas, gangstas Gangstas, gangstas, gangstas International Gangstas, gangstas, gangstas International Gangstas, gangstas, gangstas International Gangstas, gangstas, gangstas Internationalll.