Gang Signs lyrics

If he run up on me, it's gon' be a homicide
I got n*ggas really riding for me, wrong or right
Boy, you snitching, yeah, we seen it on the black and white
Up this cannon and I send your ass to paradise
Lukewarm, don't mean no harm
Uh, di*k gon' poke in her just like a thorn (Just like a thorn!)
di*k gonna poke in your b*tch, huh
Laying inside of your bushes with the sticks
She wanna f*ck on Lil' Melly and get rich
She eat the di*k like some shrimp and grits
Hop out the coupe with the 40 Glock (40 Glock)
And no, we are not friends with benefits (b*tch)
b*tch n*gga, you get hit up with the whole f*cking extension clip