LET EM HAVE IT! lyrics

[Intro: 6ix9ine]
ViTheManE on the beat
Hype  beats
Sc*m  Gang!

[Verse 1: 6ix9ine]
Fronts in with them fangs in
And no diamond cut, these thangs glisten (Skrrt)
Don't  give a f*ck about you lame n*ggas
If  it ain't the Hulk, I got the thang with me (Uh)
Got no aim but in one touch, it'll rearrange your frame, n*gga
I'm  straight pimping, I be getting neck in the SS with the paint drippin' (Ayy)
n*ggas been trill, but I been gully
Selling pills, I be getting money
n*ggas talk, but y'all don't really want it
Let  them hollow tips hit a n*gga stomach
Squeeze the trigger 'til my hand shake
Flip a n*gga like a pancake (Gang)
Crack the n*gga like a crab leg
Bring the drum where his fam lay
(Wallah, what you f*cking with?) Prolly bag a hoochie, mane (Okay)
Make her pop a pill, then I f*ck her to some Gucci Mane (Gucci knew her)
Tell her friends to come through, film these b*tches making out
Sc*m Gang be the f*cking crew, right back to this paper route (Sc*m Gang)

[Chorus: 6ix9ine, Sc*mBagChad & Both]
I see your b*tch, she want the di*k (And I'ma let her have it)
Hollow tips up in this clip (And I'ma let 'em have it)
He's been itching for a slip (And I'ma let him have it)
Sc*m Gang, we up in this b*tch (And we gon' let 'em have it)
Let 'em have it, let 'em, let 'em have it
Sc*m Gang, we up in this b*tch and we gon' let 'em have it
Let 'em have it, let 'em, let 'em have it
Sc*m Gang, we up in this b*tch and we gon' let 'em have it
[Verse 2: Sc*mBagChad]
f*ck around with them f*ck arounds
You gon' f*ck around and get smoked
Mess around with them mess arounds
You gon' mess around and be broke
Get your hustle on with them hustle-lords
And I promise you'll get dough (Let's get it)
You talk a lot, you a chatterbox, but real n*ggas lay low (Uh)
Real n*ggas lay low, real-real n*ggas lay low
My n*gga Wallah got the lean, pills and that coca for the low
Righteous P with the TEC-9 and the AR with a scope (A scope)
This Sc*mChad from that Sc*m Gang with 69 in that load
.44 got a long nose, hit a n*gga in his headband
Make a n*gga do a backflip, sticking into those corn-rolls
Regular or long-nosed, see, my plug died when my heart froze
Real n*ggas, they lay low, keep your bread up with the 5-0
Keep your head up, bunch of eyes, though
Keep my head up but my eyes low
f*ck a heads up, we don't do those
Leave a n*gga bloody in school clothes
Wallah dropped out like, "f*ck school"
She suck my di*k and my nuts too
This Sc*mChad from that Sc*m Gang
n*gga, achoo, n*gga, f*ck you

[Chorus: 6ix9ine, Sc*mBagChad & Both]
I see your b*tch, she want the di*k (And I'ma let her have it)
Hollow tips up in this clip (And I'ma let 'em have it)
He's been itching for a slip (And I'ma let him have it)
Sc*m Gang, we up in this b*tch (And we gon' let 'em have it)
Let 'em have it, let 'em, let 'em have it
Sc*m Gang, we up in this b*tch and we gon' let 'em have it
Let 'em have it, let 'em, let 'em have it
Sc*m Gang, we up in this b*tch and we gon' let 'em have it
[Outro: Sc*mBagChad & 6ix9ine]
And I'ma let her have it
And I'ma let 'em have it
And I'ma let him have it
And we gon' let 'em have it
Let 'em have it, let 'em, let 'em have it
Sc*m Gang, we up in this b*tch and we gon' let 'em have it
Let 'em have it, let 'em, let 'em have it
Sc*m Gang, we up in this b*tch and we gon' let 'em have it