Letras
And I put that on gang
Naw homie I don’t bang, but I put that on gang
It’s just me and my day ones swear I won’t change
Broke hoes all the same and I put that on the gang
Yeah I put that on gang
Ay, Going to take my shoes off
Walked in, imma flex
Imma Htown hitter on the west
Big dog and I'm going for the neck
And these hoes do anything for a check
Do it for the clout
Imma bring em out
I don’t do the clubs it’s a party at the house
She going to show me love it’s a party in her mouth
Stop with the fake flex or we gonna call them out
Couple vans on me and some brand new sneakers
Shawty on my hip like a beeper
Said her man gone now she trying to hit me up
Ooh, she just wanna party cause my G's up
Ballin on you hatters like Kuzma
Never been a loser
If she get to trippin' I call her ass a Uber
Y'all still rocking Versace Medusa
I still got the juice...
And I put that on gang
Naw homie I don’t bang, but I put that on gang
It’s just me and my day ones swear I won’t change
Broke hoes all the same and I put that on the gang
Yeah I put that on gang
I been rollin deep with the gang homie function
Rollin round the streets with the gang dawg it's nothing
I don’t gotta speak for the gang
So my presence is a present you see from the chain
It’s a, bad lil mama on my team, yuh
She gone ride til the gas on E, yuh
She gone slide a couple of em in the streets for me
She gone make sure I ain’t never gotta reach for it
I might, put her on the payroll
She gone get that bag when I say so
I make hella moves then I lay low
Imma make it rain with no raincoat
Shorty got that thang like J-Lo
Spaced out hitter with the space jams
Laced up fitter from the wasteland
You don’t wanna know what’s in my wasteband
And I would never stand for the fake friends