6ix9ine
I hurrican’t
[Verse 1: Logic]
Bitch, I did it, I made it, I'm loved and I'm hated
I started from the bottom, now my neighborhood is gated
They say, "Drink to your accomplishments," so every night I'm faded
Feel like every other day, me and somebody new related
You're my sister, cousin, brother from the other side? (The other side)
Well, I don't know who told you that (My mama)
Well, she fucking lied
Ayy, wake up, wake up, get your cake up
Cut it up like it's cocaine, shake up
All the streets with all thеse beats
I body beats, I'm not discreet

{Chorus: iLovеMemphis]
Wake up in the morning then I dab
Had to pull up on the block cause today I get to whip
And you know my top drop and my car’s name is nae-nae
Had to hit the Quan cause today is a good day

This is how I feel on the inside
All you non-talent rappin' motherfuckers better run and hide
You worthless, you have no purpose, fuckin' imposter
You gots to get it through your head
You won't ever get no handout
Fuckin' with your ass, it'd be like throwing a band out (Per-Per-Perfect)
My flow increased, my dough increased
You know I leave them all deceased
I am a fucking beast, I'm from the East
I keep the peace, don't need a piece
But I keep a piece, got it, capisce?
That boy gon' eat, this is a feast
Once I release, I'm smokin' trees
I bought my shit, I don't need no lease
So fuck you up like Master P (Perfect)
This shit right here a masterpiece, I'm comin' in hot like the police
Shooting my shot like the police
All on the block like the police, man, who gon' (Stop, stop)
The police from leaving bodies in the motherfuckin' streets, man? (Fire, per-per-perfect)
[Verse 2: 6ix9ine]
Pop these n*ggas like a wheelie, n*gga, you a silly n*gga
In the hood with them billy n*ggas and them Hoover n*ggas
You run up and they shootin' n*ggas, we ain't hoopin', n*gga
Yo KB, you a loser, n*gga, up that Uzi, n*gga
On the stoop, crills in my drawers, your girl on my phone
She wanna fuck, but keep her clothes on, I only want the jaw
Man that's really all I use her for, I kick her out the door
I don't want her, you can keep the whore, she fiendin' for some more

[Verse 3: iLoveMemphis]
Nah, let me keep going
Show you how I lean, then dab
Nice shoes, car clean cause it’s sunny outside
That mean I pull up with my top down
I don’t have a top now
Mama told me never leave the house without my nightgown
Mama I’m on BET so I can act hyped now
On 'em like the WWE and lay the smackdown
That’s a lot to handle, how could he manage?
Mr. Hit the Quan went viral, gigantic
Hold up wait face it, go ahead pump your brakes fast
Always used to dodge cops, riding around with no plate tags
But they can never catch me, driving like a taxi
Waiting on my taxes, lights camera action
Finna play Michael Jackson, Oprah's in a jacket
Take it but I'll match it, y’all not in my bracket
It’s iHeart Memphis but I also love dabbing
I done took off on em, I feel like a pilot
I done took off on em, I don’t care bout the mileage
I’m so VIP all I know is private
I’ll take the steak, the strip, and the salad
Cause growing up in Memphis, Tennessee I couldn’t have it
Now come correct
[Verse 4: 6ix9ine}
In New York, my n*ggas don't Milly Rock, my n*ggas money bop
Blow a case, a n*gga throwin' shots, I run 'em off they block
Quarter milli' in the stash box, I grinded for my spot
N*ggas talkin' 'bout that cash, but my bag worth a lot
I don't fuck with no old hoes, only new hoes
Put my dick in her backbone, I pass her to my bro
I don't love her, that's a sad ho, she a bad ho
I'ma fuck her, then I dash home, to the cash, ho

I'm on some rob a n*gga shit, take the n*gga bitch
Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip
I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit
Shout out *******, but I fucked that n*gga bitch

N*ggas iffy, uh, blicky got the stiffy, uh
Got the blicky, uh, drum it hold fifty, uh
Move milli', all my n*ggas on fifty, uh
Talk down (Pew pew pew), you silly, uh (Fah-fah-fah-fah)
Hit a stain, fifty bands, all hunnids
Spinnin' through ya block, like a pop shove-it
Shoot at me, I'm shootin' back, I'm gettin' buckets