Punishment lyrics

[Intro: DaBoii]
b*tch let's get it crackin'
(Link up)

[Chorus: DaBoii]
b*tch let's get it crackin'
Give a f*ck about them tats up on your face b*tch you ain't savage
Have my brodie pull up on 'em, get to shooting like a maverick
I can get that n*gga gone if they ask don't know what happened
On the gang
b*tch, like what it is?
I rep SOB The Gang, do you know who you f*ckin' with?
Put a scopie on my choppa out chere tryna hunt a man
We ain't giving n*ggas passes, see 'em out and punish him
On the gang n*gga

[Verse 1: DaBoii]
Damn I'm done wit' n*ggas
Catch that lil' n*gga out in public, we gon' punish n*ggas
Ain't gon' lie, you catching bullets too I catch you running wit' 'em
I just put my opp in a scope, I got a tunnel vision n*gga
b*tch, f*ck the opposite
I don't go nowhere without my pole, I gotta ride wit' it
Boy don't even ask about no beat b*tch we on top of it
Why you tat that gang up on yo' skin? You ain't gon' die for it n*gga
b*tch, we ain't squaring up
b*tch you want me dead, I want you dead, okay that's fair enough
b*tch before you slide up over here you need a pair of nuts
And I feel like I'm a soldier with this choppa, I'ma tear 'em up
Yeah, you embarrassed huh?
b*tch I'm tryna strike a n*gga out, naw I ain't sparing one
I see n*ggas cliquing up watch, you n*ggas paring up
Virgin ass n*ggas, you n*ggas scared to bust n*gga
[Chorus: DaBoii]
b*tch let's get it crackin'
Give a f*ck about them tats up on your face b*tch you ain't savage
Have my brodie pull up on 'em, get to shooting like a maverick
I can get that n*gga gone if they ask don't know what happened
On the gang
b*tch, like what it is?
I rep SOB The Gang, do you know who you f*ckin' with?
Put a scopie on my choppa out chere tryna hunt a man
We ain't giving n*ggas passes, see 'em out and punish him
On the gang

[Verse 2: Cash Kidd]
Thought I told you b*tches once, don't call me by my government (Hell no)
Watch out the window, bust down, Jazmine Sullivan
Goofy thought it was a one on one, them hollows jumping in (Bop bop)
Is it still tricking off if for the neck I purchased her wig?
I mean it's really not my paper it belongs to some other kid
Five percent on the AMG I crashed the other Benz
I don't need no b*tch I need M's, f*ck a friend
Yeah just put a big button on my stick, on demand
Spent the block if n*ggas ain't get hit then duck again
I can't flirt, it's either, "Can I get some head?" or "f*ck you then" (Alright b*tch)
n*ggas tucking drugs to get ahead, won't plug you in
Shots fired n*ggas diving to the ground like they fumbling (Bop bop)
Yeah, Versace comforter
Just to make your ho feel fancy when I'm f*cking her
I am not a P, I sell di*k, your b*tch a customer
Almost smacked the b*tch in her sh*t talking 'bout, "bust in her"
[Chorus: DaBoii]
b*tch let's get it crackin'
Give a f*ck about them tats up on your face b*tch you ain't savage
Have my brodie pull up on 'em, get to shooting like a maverick
I can get that n*gga gone if they ask don't know what happened
On the gang
b*tch, like what it is?
I rep SOB The Gang, do you know who you f*ckin' with?
Put a scopie on my choppa out chere tryna hunt a man
We ain't giving n*ggas passes, see 'em out and punish him
On the gang n*gga