Hi, Swirl) Gang, gang, gang, gang Brrt, pow, pow, pow (Beep) Gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang If I see a opp, I go bang, bang, bang And I'm smokin' on some pack, straight gas, propane Why these opps keep swervin'? Bitch, stay in yo' lane, on the gang Started totin' sticks up in eighth grade 8k, gave it to my mom for a vacay, too paid I just bought my sister Lei a gold chain With her name on the front, drippy like some Kool-Aid
New J's stuffed in my bag like a new K New plays gettin' locked in like a suitcase I just took a flight in the sky for a new bae And now she wanna fuck with me because she see I'm too paid If lil' shawty actin' funny then you know that that's a no-no Had to pass lil' baby to my bro, Tony Romo 12 tryna blitz, then you know that I'm on go-go So I had to play the jakes like a muthafuckin' slo-mo 10k in two weeks off of Instagram promo Did this by myself, lil' bitch, solo dolo Free Kwon out da cell 'cause you know that that's the bro-bro And if that hoe a Gunna then, you know that that's a no go If a nigga want some static, we gon' put him on the map And if you finna call me Dami, best not forget 'bout the Ka$H And you know I keep a lot, you can tell by my stats Why you mad I'm spittin' fax? You on your ass, niggas need to make some cash On the gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang If I see a opp, I go bang, bang, bang And I'm smokin' on some pack, straight gas, propane Why these opps keep swervin'? Bitch, stay in yo' lane, on the gang Started totin' sticks up in eighth grade 8k, gave it to my mom for a vacay, too paid I just bought my sister Lei a gold chain With her name on the front, drippy like some Kool-Aid
And it's R. I. P my pops Man, he died when I was seven Told me take care of my family And to make sure they ain't stressin' L-l-let a nigga try them and I'm teachin' him a lesson So I'm totin' this 11 for protection Might just send a jit to heaven If a nigga want some static, he can have it Posted up on the block, automatics Bad bitch, Gucci and Chanel, yeah, she lavish Tragic, I just put a nigga on a graphic, ayy I gotta watch how I move now Niggas envy, so I gotta play it smooth now I be too sick on the beat like the flu now Two chicks finna blow me like a flute now Broke-ass nigga, caught 'em lackin' in the food aisle Tell me why these niggas out here actin' like we cool now? Like you ain't just tried to rob me for my shoes now? And I'm touchin' more money than your whole crew now
Gang, gang, gang, gang If I see a opp, I go bang, bang, bang And I'm smokin' on some pack, straight gas, propane Why these opps keep swervin'? Bitch, stay in yo' lane, on the gang Started totin' sticks up in 8th grade 8k, gave it to my mom for a vacay, too paid I just bought my sister Lei a gold chain With her name on the front, drippy like some Kool-Aid
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