9INE Lyrics

Boy, you is an imposter Please don't play no games

One or two chains And they came from Johnny Dane

I don't like to claim But I'm claiming Nine

Pull out a lil' Uzi Send a shiver down your spine

Yeah, I'm from that CottonWood We will never change

And I wit' my grooves tonight We forever bang

And I got a new pistol Hold it up, let it sang

I'm riding for my nines And I put that on the gang

He got a paper trail He tryna leave a paper trail

He might've switched up on the game But I won't never tell

Now that nigga scared Cause we on his ass

He know if he found He gon' be in a body bag

Gotta switch up on the Glock We ain't gon' never lag

Hit him up at the base Like we was playing tag

Niggas hating on the gang Cause we making a Bag

Niggas hating up on the gang Cause they not making a bag

Man, that shit sad Cause he not getting a bag

How they broke But they linking

Man, they must be fags I'm still popping tags

Man, don't play tonight Yeah, I brought my pipe

I might let it spray tonight