FAX Lyrics by 6ix9ine (New single FAX arrives one month after his September 2025 release Habla Toro.)
Any *** ever spoke on me, yeah, they know what’s up
Everything comin’ to the light, man, the jig is up
Niggas been ***, big cap, they is not tough
They did what I did, chest out, they is not us
I did what I did, and you saw how I stood
They say niggas wanna *** me, and I’m still living good
Rappers dying every day, and I’m still living good
And if I really want to, I go back to my hood
Like what happened? Thought you was a thug, sat down and started yapping
Bite, munch, munch, all you hungry, get to snackin’
I been told you ’bout these rap niggas, they be cappin’
Difference between me and niggas, I don’t duck action
I really wanna smack ’em
Sippin’ trunk, lift ’em up, reverse, and we clap ’em
Real life slime walk, go get a napkin
Rappers know, I done seen the snake turn a rat
Yo, Gunna Wunna do this, Gunna Wunna do that
Niggas shoulda, coulda, woulda, shut the *** up, you a rat
You did what you did, and you can’t take it back
Told the cops, “Don’t tell the world”, ***, what the *** is that?
The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout
Down came the feds, and he rat his mans out
I gave you my number, tell me what you want
Don’t tell the world, just please let me out
The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout
Down came the feds, and he rat his mans out
I gave you my number, tell me what you want
Don’t tell the world, just please let me out
I talk facts, ***
Before this rap ***, y’all wasn’t tryna jack niggas
I had to shoot niggas, rob niggas, clap niggas
I caught a whole fat case, that’s a fact, ***
Everything on video, so you know it’s facts, ***
I’m on parole on my doley, still smack niggas
Y’all don’t like the truth, so y’all make jokes just to distract niggas
If I’m a rat, you a rat, the only difference is I ain’t black
I’ma up it on you, him, and that, ***
Ha, ***, shoot at your mom, now you jack niggas
Too many of your friends gave they life to throw you back, ***
Why in the cell, in the dirt, you makin’ tracks, ***?
[?] gon’ say it, I’ma say it, you a rat, ***
The Meaning of “FAX” by 6ix9ine
Just over a month after “Habla Toro,” 6ix9ine is back with “FAX,” and it feels like a raw nerve exposed to the air. There’s no polish here, just the same confrontational energy that’s defined his career, but maybe a little more weary this time.
Everything comin’ to the light, man, the jig is up
He’s not whispering; he’s shouting into the void about betrayal and reputation. You can feel the defiance, but there’s a strange vulnerability underneath all the bravado, like he’s trying to convince himself as much as anyone else.
And then there’s the chorus—a twisted nursery rhyme that just stops you cold.
Down came the feds, and he rat his mans out
It’s a chilling, almost childish melody wrapped around his most infamous controversy. He’s weaponizing the very thing people use against him, turning the accusation into the hook, and it’s brutally effective.
In the end, “FAX” isn’t really about proving he’s tough; it’s the sound of a man trapped in the story he helped write. He’s wrestling with his own legacy, and you get the sense the loudest bars are meant to drown out the quietest doubts.