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Ayy, Young Malcolm
Woo
On gang (ayy, ayy)
On gang (ayy, ayy, bang)
On gang (woo, woo)
Had them BDs on (woo, woo, bang)
Ayy, I just pulled up in a 'Vette
Vet said I'm good lookin' (yeah, ayy, on gang)
TrackHawk 6, the color of pudding (okay)
These bitches call me puddin' (okay)
And I hang my wrist up out it (bang bang, gang, on gang)
Smokin' on the gross (dududuh)
You can not afford this shit, the gross cost the most
Don't make me call a hit, they blast out
I left I'll slide and smoke you (I say)
We slidin', we slidin', we spinnin', spinnin', let's go on roller-coaster
If I'm rollin' up then you lil niggas know what I'm smokin' (ayy)
I'm ridin' in a foreign (gang) and I don't even know where I'm goin' (ayy)
We five deep, back to back, ridin', slidin' and glidin' (skrt skrt)
The opps so broke, they playin' Duck Duck and hidin' (skrt skrt skrt)
Ten thousand on that shit, boy, you shouldn't have bought that jewelry (dududuh)
I'm ridin' 'round SRT (dududuh) seats on they period (duh, duh, duh)
Woo (skuh-duh-skuh)
On gang (woo, woo, skuh-duh-skuh, skuh-duh-skuh)
On gang (woo, woo, skuh-duh-skuh)
On gang (skuh-duh-skuh)
Ayy, at the dinner table with the Glock up on a holster
Chopper from Iran, bitch, I be hangin' with some soldiers
The blueface is the bread and the money machine the toaster
Ain't used to wanna crease my shoes now I walk on the back of 'em (ayy)
Rest in peace to Tray Savage, I'm tryna MAC something
Sellin' that dope turnt up my crack somethin'
Ridin' with that MAC, bitch, I hack a bitch
Bitch, don't call me "Keef," call me "Your Majesty"
Where the fuck your parties at? Gang'll crash the shit
Said you got a pint, bitch, we'll match that shit
Row, row your boat on a block, patchin' shit
Said she wanna smoke dope, told that bitch, "I got that shit"
Bang, bang, bang, bang
On gang (ayy)
On gang (gang)
On gang