RC

Yeah

Gang Gang

PANWTBTS

Okay

Okay

Okay Okay

Lil Bitch tryna talk to the gang

Don't want to cuff just want me the brain

Can't cuff a hoe cause these bitches the same

Play with her kitty, that shit getting tamed

No no, can't hang with the gang

Bitch coming back cause the $haa with the fame

Big 33 We don't fuck with the lames

Nigga my son, Imma raise him like Canes

I got a mask on me like I'm Bane

Yeah that's my bitch can't post on the main

We drop your Bloodline, Not Roman Reigns

I got that white on my feet like cocaine

Bitch want to drink we not sipping champagne

I got the money I'm looking like Shane

You like to smoke but you don't know the strain

I got the metal on me like a chain

I got the metal on me like a paper clip

Got a Glock with a beam get your taper lifted

Boy you is broke, Imma stay in my hater shit

And I swear on my momma I'm making it

Turn on the $haa and she get the shaking it

Imma give her the dick and she taking it

Niggas know I'm a real nigga, Ain't faking it

Get to the bed, Her back, I'm breaking it

Give me a wood and I'm facing it

Imma nut on her face, now I'm painting it

The bag, you know that I'm chasing it

Bitch with the $haa, There ain't no replacing it

And that Glock, there ain't no escaping it

I got the hoe on wet, Yeah I'm waving it

And that watch, I know that you trading it

And that money, It's hard to retain that shit

Lil Bitch tryna talk to the gang

Don't want to cuff, just want me the brain

Can't cuff a hoe cause these bitches the same

Play with her kitty, that shit getting tamed

No no, can't hang with the gang

Bitch coming back cause the $haa with the fame

Big 33, We don't fuck with the lames

Nigga my son, Imma raise him like Canes

Lil Bitch tryna talk to the gang