(Intro)
Gang b*tch, Take Down Gang b*tch
(Bridge)
They don’t know my pain, pop a Xannie give me brain
They tried to take my life, now fo’nem lurkin all night
Gettin money was the plan, we just end up playin with pipes
And Take Down Gang my clan, I love my bros my gang so tight
(Hook)
These n*ggas and b*tches ain’t right, we wait on the night, then we goin load up the pipes
They tried to take big bro life, that come with a price, can’t go without a fight
My n*ggas are bangers on sight, they ain’t tryna fight
Might pour a four in a sprite
This lean near f*cked up my sight, might hop on a flight, I’ve seen that before like twice
(Verse 1)
They don’t know my pain
I’m with gang
We don’t f*ck with lames
b*tches on my di*k just cuz my name
Way before the fame
I don’t f*ck with these n*ggas the same
I stay in my lane
If these n*ggas try to get in my lane
We blow out his brain
We need that, them 40s on us, don’t make us up that
I keep my distance, I don’t f*ck with n*ggas cuz they suspect
Everytime them n*ggas play crazy you know we bust back
And we got them handguns with them drums so we can’t tuck that
(Verse 2)
I’m f*cking yo b*tch with the gang
You n*ggas is lame
Me and you is not the same
We sliding in foreigns, I might do a hit out the range
f*ck and I forgot her name
Like Jordan I’m scoring, we pull on yo block with them thangs
Let it off and make it rain
We can’t leave the mask cuz if we can’t get on yo ass, you ain’t gonna see nothing but flames
I shoot like a hooper, they know my big brother a shooter, he put a stick in the ruger
Them n*ggas be wolfin, hop out the car and he shooken
Yeah we gonna slide like an uber
Them n*ggas is pus*y, shot in their face without looking
Might send them takers to do you
Yo b*tch on my kicks, I get the money like Mitch, that’s why she suckin my di*k
(Bridge)
They don’t know my pain, pop a Xannie give me brain
They tried to take my life, now fo’nem lurkin all night
Gettin money was the plan, we just end up playin with pipes
And Take Down Gang my clan, I love my bros my gang so tight
(Hook)
These n*ggas and b*tches ain’t right, we wait on the night, then we go and load up the pipes
They tried to take big bro life, that come with a price, can’t go without a fight
My n*ggas are bangers on sight, they ain’t tryna fight
Might pour a four in a sprite
This lean near f*cked up my sight, might hop on a flight, I’ve seen that about twice