Kooda by 6IX9INE
Key: BmBm | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Intro
Bm
Scum Gang
Chorus
          Bm
Niggas running out they mouth but they never pop out
           Bm                           G
I got the drop on your spot, everybody watch out
        Bm
All my niggas on 50 so you know we hopped out
       Cm   N.C.
Mobbed out, opps out, we gon' show what we about
          Bm
All my niggas really gang bang, talk that damn slang
     Bm
Rap about it, do the same thing, let your nuts hang
         Bm
We gon' pull up, nigga andale, on Sangre
        Bm
We post up, we don't do the race, you gon' die today
       Bm
In the spot, blow 50 bands, shit, 100 bands
          Bm
Shit, my pockets on a running man, fuck a rubber-band
       Bm
I'mma fuck her in a handstand, she a fan man
                                 G
Need the drugs, I'm the xan man, I'm the damn man
Verse
       Bm
I roll up I'm gon' be booted, stupid, and shoot it stupid
Brought a knife, I brought a Ruger, stupid, I really do this
       Bm
If I tote it then you know I shoot it, and I'mma prove it
Back back, don't be moving stupid, or I'mma use it
Bm
Dicky stiffy, uh, that shit get some licky, uh
     Bm         G
Lil bitty, uh, bust all on her titties, uh
Bm
She a skeeter, uh, really don't need her, uh
Bm           Em
Bust then I leave her, uh, she a little eater, uh
Bm
Get back, kickback, blow this shit back, uh
                       G
Flip that, kick that, flip that, send that, uh
Bm
223 hit, where your clothes at uh
N.C.
Scum Gang bout that Fendi, fin-act, uh
Chorus
          Bm
Niggas running out they mouth but they never pop out
          Bm                           G
I got the drop on your spot, everybody watch out
        Bm
All my niggas on 50 so you know we hopped out
       Cm   N.C.
Mobbed out, opps out, we gon' show what we about
          Bm
All my niggas really gang bang, talk that damn slang
     Bm
Rap about it, do the same thing, let your nuts hang
         Bm
We gon' pull up, nigga andale, on Sangre
        Bm
We post up, we don't do the race, you gon' die today
Bridge
Bm
You can talk hot on the internet boy
Bm                                           F#m
That's that goofy shit we ain't in to that, boy
Bm
Black van, pull up to your momma crib, boy
Bm                                 Em
Tie her up, drive that shit off a Bridge, lil boy
Bm
You can talk hot on the internet boy
Bm                                           F#m
That's that goofy shit we ain't in to that, boy
Bm
Black van, pull up to your momma crib, boy
Bm                                 Em
Tie her up, drive that shit off a Bridge, lil boy
Chorus
          Bm
Niggas running out they mouth but they never pop out
          Bm                           G
I got the drop on your spot, everybody watch out
        Bm
All my niggas on 50 so you know we hopped out
       Cm   N.C.
Mobbed out, opps out, we gon' show what we about
          Bm
All my niggas really gang bang, talk that damn slang
     Bm
Rap about it, do the same thing, let your nuts hang
         Bm
We gon' pull up, nigga andale, on Sangre
        Bm
We post up, we don't do the race, you gon' die today
       Bm
In the spot, blow 50 bands, shit, 100 bands
          Bm
Shit, my pockets on a running man, fuck a rubber-band
       Bm
I'mma fuck her in a handstand, she a fan man
                                 G
Need the drugs, I'm the xan man, I'm the damn man