text: Fuck nigga, better run!
  Yeah, you know we gon up that
  Yeah, you know we gon bust that fucking pole!
  Yeah, you know we gon dump that
  Yeah, you know we gon dump that
  Niggas running, I aint even go 
  Niggas running, I aint even go 
  I aint know he was a trackstar, AR, chainsaw
  Fuck nigga, better run!
  Yeah, you know we gon up that 
  Yeah, you know we gon bust that fucking pole!
  Yeah, you know we gon dump that
  Yeah, you know we gon dump that
  Niggas running, I aint even go 
  Niggas running, I aint even go
  I aint know he was a trackstar, AR, chainsaw
  Lil bitch, boy, you know you aint with that 
  Boy, you know you aint bout that 
  I aint with the chit-chat 
  Send my shooters where your house at 
  Boy, you a lil pack-rat, wait, ooh 
  6ix9ine with me so its homicide 
  All my shooters, yeah, they down to ride
  Your diamonds fake, I aint lying
  Fucking lil bitch, put my dick in her spine
  She whine, I feed her coke, doing line 
  Run to the money, you know its mine 
  Wait, fuck nigga better run 
  Beam on that chop, fifty right on the drum, huh
  Shoot that lil boy for fun, huh 
  Diamonds, they shine like the sun, huh
  That lil boy not my son, huh
  Run, huh, a-run, Dexter
  Fuck nigga, better run!
  Yeah, you know we gon up that
  Yeah, you know we gon bust that fucking pole!
  Yeah, you know we gon dump that
  Yeah, you know we gon dump that
  Niggas running, I aint even go 
  Niggas running, I aint even go 
  I aint know he was a trackstar, AR, chainsaw
  Fuck nigga, better run!
  Yeah, you know we gon up that 
  Yeah, you know we gon bust that fucking pole!
  Yeah, you know we gon dump that
  Yeah, you know we gon dump that
  Niggas running, I aint even go 
  Niggas running, I aint even go
  I aint know he was a trackstar, AR, chainsaw
  6ix9ine, whats up, brozay?
  Same day, different shit, yeah
  Same bed, different bitch, yeah
  Riding round with them sticks, yeah
  MACs, TECs, and a clip, yeah
  Heard he move like a bitch, yeah
  Ran off with his shit, yeah
  Nina with me, Im a pimp, yeah
  Finger fuck, she gon spit
  FBI knocking on my door, they want the rocket
   They looking for the rocket, uh!
  Harlem niggas snitching, toting guns, aint never pop it
  Schlosser came down with the motherfucking rocket!
  Všade kam prídem na mňa štekajú haf haf 
  Lebo na večierky chodím v teplákoch a v mikine RAF RAF
  Každá rad radom je do Haha, baf baf
  Dex Dex, Tekashi, Haha Crew pozri sa mama, yeah
  Pálim blunt za bluntom, pokým nepália ma pery, hey
  Chodím vyhadzovať smeti v mojich papučiach Fendi, hey
  Vchádzam do klubu, do tmy v okuliaroch, ako slepý, hey
  Každý sa ma pýta, či vidím, vravím hej, lebo svietime