Gang
Gang, uh
Glah, glah, glah
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Uh, uh, uh
Niggas wanna be on the block
We gotta FaceTime niggas to get 'em to pop out
Call 'em in traffic, 50 with Swishy, I'm flick
Nigga, the cock got shot down
Bitch from the opps, she fuckin' on gang
Let me see all on camera, lil' four get topped down
I ain't no regular rapper, we slidin'
I'm chasin' a nigga as soon as I hop out
Uh, I know some niggas that kill for tens
I know some niggas that kill for T-Boi straight in the Benz
I fucked over a nigga that played with the fam
Ask OG up, I'm straight on the Lamb'
Ask the opps, I ain't playin' again
You playin' that opp shit in this bitch
Don't play that shit, I won't say it again
Niggas tucked they tail from us
Niggas get in the streets actin' like we beefin', you was just in jail with us
I know a goofy got in that jam, nigga, and he ain't tellin' nothin'
I know a killer, we call the killer that got in that jam a snitch, why you tell on us?
Bitch, I'm a snitch killer, uh
I'm a bitch killer, uh
I'm a rich nigga
I put all my killers on that pape', they robbin' rich niggas
You think that's your bitch? She suck my dick, nigga
Phone 'em, killed your homie, go do a hit, nigga
You niggas gangbangin' broke
I paid a ticket for this Cuban, bitch, my chain hang low, ay
Bitch, I'm gang-gang, I put my thang under my shoulder
I did donuts doin' a high speed in that white Range Rove', ay
Broke-ass niggas just started buyin' strikers, niggas feelin' theyself
All my opps, they get on high speeds, crash, nigga, they killin' theyself
When we shoot, we aim for face first
Only niggas I know that died off fake Percs
You can't say that ain't hurt, glah
Goofy-ass niggas
When we come through, niggas runnin' with they guns
You lil' flukey-ass nigga
Runnin' up on all the rappers with your phone
You lil' groupie-ass nigga
You think your lil' bitch ain't fuckin', you a stupid-ass nigga, gang
I know some niggas that kill for shit and Blix your ass for free (whoo)
Half of these young niggas out here stealin' cars
I'm buyin' them bitches for cheap (whoo)
You a groupie-ass nigga just to fit in and say he give your dope out for free
It's body for body right now in the smoke
I ain't gon' lie like we undefeated
They smackin' shit, Blix for me, cobras come hissin'
And I still got GDs on one call, nigga, they'll hop out and hit you
Swishers bustin', glitchin', for that cheese, my palm itchin'
Make a million, pay attention, Trae had a paper ho if you listen
These niggas buyin' all these damn guns, this a shoot at nothin'
These niggas said all these fuckin' bowls, he ain't know of nothin'
Put trust in my nigga on that Blix, it's done
Big ass BP, weigh a ton
I got rich, that nigga must forgot
I'm his motivation, he my son