Intro (Gangin)

Gangin', gangin', bitch I be gangin'

Gangin', gangin', bitch I be gangin'

Gangin', gangin', bitch I be gangin'

Gangin', gangin', gangin', gangin', gangin'

RBE X SOB

Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang

Niggas ain't real as they say they is

Two hammers wit' me these my children, yeah Bebe's Kids

Ain't gotta explain nothin' to me, you can say the shit

Stop staring at me, make it last come and take a pic

Gang shit, none more nigga none less

And it's still fuck the suckas 'til they put to rest

Had to cut my last bitch off 'cause she was such a pest

Play the game how the fuck I want, I don't fuck wit' refs

SOB X RBE, excuse me, pardon me

Gotta smoke to get my appetite, 'cause it be hard to eat

And what I bless my jeweler with I coulda paid your college fees

It's hard to deal wit' killing in yo' heart, wit' us get popped wit' ease

Wouldn't have no views up in them songs if they ain't copy me

Soon as you think shit be going good, we come and stop the peace

And X this mothafucka slap, ain't even gotta stop the beat

Nigga, gang shit pick these (pick these)

I can't let a nigga strip me (nigga what)

Shananae when I step, big C's (big C's)

Said I ain't got no cheese? Bitch please (bitch please)

Glock hold thirty, gave a nigga fifteen (fifteen)

Got ten bands in these ripped jeans (ripped jeans)

Was off the porch way before 16

And it cost five bands if you want a 16

I'm thugging to the grave I got my mind made (got my mind made)

In that Aston Martin getting sideways (sideways)

Niggas fucking wit' them snakes just like Sanjay

Tryna fuck on a Kardashian like Kanye

In the city all in Niemans blowing big racks (big bands)

Reach for this chain and get popped like a tic-tac (boom, boom)

Choppa kick back, blow a sucka nigga's shit back

And if X on the beat you know the shit slap

Nigga, gang shit pick these (pick these)

I can't let a nigga strip me (nigga what)

Shananae when I step, big C's (big C's)