Whole Gang

Servin' OT 'cause the block hot as Takis

(It's hot)

Bitch, this ain't no fuckin' stir fry

This hibachi

Did the 69 with your bitch, I ain't Tekashi

(Nope) lil' nigga, big strap

But won't no big nigga box me (Woo)

Only thirteen, I was itchin' for a body

(Body)

Few years before, I'll pull up in a hottie

Around the same time

I was stretchin' Act' with Quali'

Fast forward

Now I'm in a Wraith on Collins sippin' Wocky

(Woo) niggas hatin' on me, shit

I heard it through the grapevine (Grapevine)

Plug waitin' on me

I just gotta cross the state-line (Bitch)

Free Boss Hogg, got my nigga doin' state time

(Boss Hogg) whippin' up babies take talent

It don't take time (Boy)

The next Rollie on my wrist

(What?) , probably a forty (yeah)

A presi', lil'-ass nigga, bag heavy (Heavy)

I can do the route there

And back without a navi' (God)

Let a pretty bitch run through

The mall like her daddy

I was up, fell off, then got back again

(Got back) quit rappin', started trappin'

Tryna rap again (Now I'm back)

Puttin' miles on a Kia, tryna snatch a Benz

Sprayed the car then doubled back

Them niggas actin' dead (Fuck 'em)

They said I was the one

But I was lackin' bread

Now, I know to keep it on me

Never lack again (It's on me)

I'm sendin' P Yeezy kicks when he at the feds

She was talkin' down 'bout the gang

So I got the head

Bein' broke taught a nigga how

To live with money (For real)

Wakin' up next to hoes

Thinkin' they stealin' from me

My trust issues make me clutch pistols

When you up, they on your

Nuts, when you broke

They don't fuck with you (Bitch)

Good luck with it, boy, I know how it go

(I know how it go)

I done sold a whole brick

I done sold out a show (Sold out a show)

Water drippin' off the piece all

The way to the floor (Ice)

I make it look like I'm

Rich sellin' eighthies of blow

You either listen to them or you listen to me

(OV) snatch a big off a chicken, yeah

It's missin' a wing (Bird)

I ain't put it back together, boy

You gettin' it clean and I ain't never sold

Nobody no Michigan weed (Hah)

Did time in the joint, nigga

And I ain't goin' back (Hell nah)

Ain't 'posed to be around no felons

And I'm knowin' that (I'm knowin' that)

I'm holdin' straps while I'm throwin' craps

Wife beater on, cookin' an O of crack, boy

You know it's facts

Just made it back with two

Hundred of the finest (I'm back)

Called my Mexican and get

Two hundred on consignment (Hello?)

A's on my report card

I turned in my assignment (yeah)

Had my first crackhouse when

Niggas wore Breitling (Facts)

Bentley truck at Bossa Nova

Order some lasagna (yeah)

Spin this bitch around

I got a play at Ace of Diamonds

(I'm pullin' up)

Lookin' for the shit I'm wearin' today

You can't find it (Nope)

Three thousand for an outfit

And it ain't even Friday (Hah)

Finish up this load, then I'm done

I told Ghazi (I'm done)

Then I got another load, shit, I tried it

(My bad) twenty chains on

Couple of them bitches hidin' (yeah)

Told 'em ain't no need to

Test drive this bitch, 'cause I'm buyin' it

The shit I spit make niggas

Get up off they ass

And quit trippin' and try to

Stumble on some cash (yeah)

Used to double off of halves

Tryna bubble to a slab now, I push a coupe

Stompin' up the motherfuckin' ave (Skrrt)

I'm a Westside trafficker

You known for slappin' dirt

Run off with a front

I put you on the front and back of shirts

(Bah) you can grab a verse or

Come grab a chirp, shit, whatever works

(Whatever) bitches lay the cheddar first

Chasin' pussy never works (Never)

Born in a family where nobody had a job

You either sell dope or sell dope

You nothin' if you rob (No)

I engage in crack sales, bitch

I'm married to the mob (Mob shit)

Stacks sloppy and fat

Just a motherfuckin' slob (yeah)

I'm a diamond linker

Vacuum-sealed bag shrinker (Uh)

You a small thinker, ass kisser

Couch sleeper my clique all leaders

Trail in foreign car blinkers (yeah)

Head to the club in a dozen two-seaters

Nigga (BYLUG)