Gangbanger (Remix) lyrics

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FELIX


(Verse 1: Lord Felix)
I ain't finna wait i need the money in my hand
Stunting on the corner with some varsity reds
When we on the corner bring the property down
7 in the morning getting right to the bread
n*gga must be lost must forgot what he did
Maybe imma never get my flowers till I’m dead
Why you always walking with ya motherf*cking head down
Talking to a don better say it with ya chest
Way this sh*t is looking we ain’t never gonna miss
Why them n*ggas looking they was talking all that sh*t
Man who woulda thought we ever get this lit
Stay right there n*gga stay right there
Hit the figure four leg lock when I’m on dis
b*tches always know when a real n*gga talking
Know n*ggas talking, nah i ain’t lost it
Wait until i pull up in a motherf*cking starship

(Verse 2: Saint Lyor)
Watch how they treat a broke n*gga
Gangbanging is a coping mechanism
Don’t look at me blame it on the system
Validation gives me everything I couldn’t
Do I look like a killer in this hoodie
b*tches told me they would give it up if I had made a presence on the strip tho
But this 40 to big for my hip tho
I don’t know it could all be so simple my n*gga like group economics it’s simple my n*gga but whatever dawg
They saying that is irrelevant
I gotta shorty that’s so down to mars but I’m down for the cause
Van Buren is a coup d'etat
Industry n*ggas take this as as warning
I ain’t stressing sh*t that isn’t important
Stop tagging me n*gga that sh*t is annoying
Gangbangin till a n*gga deported
Gangbangin till a n*gga deported
(Verse 3: Jiles)
44 bulldog eastside n*ggas ain’t saying nothing
Ain’t maxwell ain’t no freebies u can’t hold a little something something
I’m on 33rd with some gangbangers
Rep ya set high they some Chain Swanger’s
A lot of money coming off the pandemic
Touch a little bit the trappers can’t stand it
I just want some More
Remember when 12 blitz the projects everybody out the door
2 gun charges in the same year how y’all keep coming home
No hot water gotta boil up a bucket hated being broke
Man i hated being broke

(Verse 4: Meech)
I feel like Sosa
We takin over
Won't Stop til my ass whips the finest motors
This costra nostra
Ain’t done I’m focused
Y’all raps is bogus
I break ya ass down like the blunt I’m rolling
f*ck Candace Owens I’m sick like Covid
Y’all kill then post it
Y’all lost
Mama said rap til I make enough
Lukee hit my phone
Said kill em all
Sheeh
45 flows know my sh*t too fluid
Tic Tac Toe rap game that stupid
Came to the show who tf let you in
Straight to the hole ima ball like Ewing
Ima need solange bruh I feel like Cupid
Liquor in my conscience turned to a monster
f*ck in a Mazda y’all team imposters
Look at our roster say mama sa
Mj I been poppin
Ion goin’ sleep till I ball all seasons
Damn i'm great
Breakin the bank
Rather keep my soul
Keep yo keys to da raf
VB won't fail
Ki on the base
What can I say bruh
What can I say
(Verse 5: Luke Bars)
Keep a big blick on my waist
Case a n*gga talk sh*t
Imma pop him
Leave him thoughtless
This my last year being broke
Put that on the set
n*ggas talk about the kid
I ain’t slow down yet
Gotta chip on my back
Now I walk with a limp
Couple n*ggas took shots
Swear to God they all missed
My sh*t to cold
My n*ggas on go
I wish a n*gga would
I’d f*ck a n*gga up
Ain’t no gangbanger
Got my foot on they neck I ain’t playing with em
I’m rookie of the year
I’m making n*ggas scared
Everybody talk tough
Til the gun by the ear
Ain’t no gangbanger
Imma real n*gga
Put my mama on the cover imma kill for her
n*ggas tryna treat the boy like a meal ticket
Only eat with the gang gang
I don’t di*k bang
But my big di*k dictates what your b*tch say
Got shoutout from missy
She said my sh*t fire
Got a top ten mixtape
You know my sh*t fire
By the way it’s looking
The boy gon be top 5 when it’s all done
VB on the rise
All my dogs some monsters
I’ll ride for my n*ggas
I’ll die for all them
Meech gon kill
Jiles gon kill em
I’m gon kill em
This my last time saying it
Ain’t no gangbanger but the real n*ggas playing us
Labels want the boy til them n*ggas they don’t pay em
n*gga
(Outro)
Mama ain't raise no b*tch
I ain't afraid to burn that bridge n*gga
Too many n*ggas tap dance
I ain't in to none of that sh*t n*gga
I need the money advance
I need some money not friends n*gga
Mama don't play that sh*t
Mama don't play that sh*t n*gga
Mama ain't raise no b*tch
I ain't afraid to burn that bridge n*gga
Too many n*ggas tap dance
I ain't in to none of that sh*t n*gga
I need the money advance
I need some money not friends n*gga
Mama don't play that sh*t
Mama don't play that sh*t n*gga
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