Letras
I'm posted, flexin' hard, chain hangin' out the whip
Gold teeth, ice clean, watch 'em all take a trip
Whip the Benz, now I'm ridin' through the city, never slip
They tryna stunt, but they ain't even got the grip
Talkin' heavy, but they soft, they ain't built like this
I'm movin' swift, ice on wrist, and I'm stackin' chips
Postin' pics preachin' pops, Feds not gonna wanna miss this (wait what? Huh?)
Lil homie steady talkin', but he couldn't handle this
Gold links, got the jeweler sweatin' under pressure
Ballin' out, no clout, stole my mom's card off the dresser (huh?)
Pull up, shut it down, boss moves—shut the fuck up!
Sorry, I was talkin' to this debt collector (Boss!)
G-g-g-gangster shit
I flip quick, flip flip these bricks
But shit didn't happen if I didn't snap a pic
And I ain't actin' so lil bro get that camera flashin'
G-g-g-gangster shit
I flip quick, flip flip these bricks
But shit didn't happen if I didn't snap a pic
And I ain't actin' so lil bro get that camera flashin'
G-g-g-gangster shit
G-g-g-gangster shit
G-g-g-gangster shit
G-g-g-gangster shit (Hey!)
G-g-g-gangster shit (Hey!)