text: Bitch I came to shine, got it out the sky
  Hoppin out the ride, bitches sniffin Calvin Klein
  Taking ninety nine, on that nine-treys line
  Yeah Im with my slime, niggas Billy crime
  They gon kill you over rhymes, Ima smack you out your mind
  Its the Scum, nigga, fuck it, its the Wave, nigga 
  Its the Scum, nigga, fuck it, its the Wave, nigga 
  Scum, nigga, Scum, nigga, Scum, nigga
  Wave, nigga , Wave, nigga, Wave nigga 
  Its the Scum, nigga, fuck it, its the wave
  Put the K to your brain, let it bang
  40 cal, 50 cal, we gon pull up with them thangs
  Aint no aiming for no legs, they gon make your life change
  And truth be finessing, fuck where you stressing
  Reaching for the weapon, for teaching them a lesson
  Preacher for the pleasant, leave him in the stretcher
  For fiction, Im fixin Im really bout action
  Fifth on his lip, give him carmax and wax 
  6ix9ine is the funk if he ask me to blast
  Pump to his chest, 40 in the TEC, run up, leave him wet
  His bitch gave me neck, sippin on that Tech
  Keep that chrome on my side, split his head wide
  On that type of time, niggas down to ride, I aint gotta lie
  You would think your bitch love me when she calling my phone
  She keep blowing up my shit, I told her, Leave me alone
  This bitch wanted me to fuck, I only wanted the dome
  Heard his niggas talking shit, but they dont want no smoke
  When I get that fuckin mop, its a different approach
  Niggas think that they a giant, but they really a roach
  Niggas choke, when it blow, big pole, with a scope
  No reload, watch him fall, 40 blow him down the road, gang