Gang Gang lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ayy, roll up a backwood and face it
Don’t want yo’ pus*y I can’t chase it
Don’t f*ck with n*ggas I’m feelin racist
Pop up out the cut, n*gga I’m shady
Shut the f*ck up, who gon make me?
And we got dope like the 80s
Pull the guns out n*ggas start duckin
-Who put this thing together!? ME!
Ayy, and my chopper gon buck em
And my chopper gon f*ck em
And this SK , it’s gon crush em
Pass me the ball I’m gon dunk it
You tryna keep up like Tim Duncan
Hoe shut the f*ck up, keep suckin
Don’t distract me when I’m countin money
I just want them blueface hunnits
I know that you can relate
So give me everything on yo plate
We spin his block with no license plate
Do a drive by then do the race
I’ma count it up, throw it in yo face
Bronem shot a undercover Jake
Let me shut up fore they pin a case
Ayy, and we bought all the lean in the f*cking city
None of these n*ggas is f*ckin with me
Hit him with a SK and a Semi
Pull up on yo block in a f*ckin Hemi
I be sippin lean I ain’t sippin henny
Just popped a perc now I’m feelin itchy
Ayy, Gang!
[Verse 2]
Ayy, I just kicked inside his trap house
And I brought the Macs out
I’m finna blow yo scalp off
I’m sippin on this lean but I do not got a damn cough
I’m with my gang and we posted in the damn loft
Don’t f*ck with none these n*ggas, cause these n*ggas be so damn soft
I pull up in that Vroom! (vroom! vroom! vroom!) you can hear the exhaust
Don’t give a f*ck about how you feel I’m running my bands up
I pull up in that Benze truck and now she open her legs up
Ayy bans, I’m addicted to counting guap
I’m addicted to sippin Wock, drinkin that sh*t till my heart stop
Think about you and roll it up (bans!)
(..and she like how I say glahhh)