6ix Mafia lyrics

[Verse 1]
I say gang with me, got the tech on me
You ain't gone take from me
She ache for me
We got secrets safe, that sh*t ain't safe with me
You fake to me
Lot of n*ggas fake, these pussies make believe
LA Gone, b*tch we LA Gang and we still play for keeps
Straight to me
Pull up in that straight, it ain't no chasing me
Pay for me
Count this money up, b*tch please don't wait for me
She straight to me
Plus I been whippin' up for [?]
Pray for me
Cause I'm in these streets
This sh*t ain't safe for me
Gang, gang, gang

[Bridge]
I been to jail I ain't say no names
She catch an uber, we just rent a train
Man I know that b*tch that's what's her face
Only really did that sh*t but four doors got me on the lean
Do that b*tch, ok she down with me, she ain't gone want to leave
Better keep my kids but they ain't babies, all they only see
Broken on the death, I die myself man, I can barely breathe
[Hook]
Gang, blood in, blood out
Blood in, blood out
Blood in, blood out
Blood in, 6 [?] b*tch

[Verse 2]
She tryna shake my hand, boy I'm straight jockin' on that b*tch
We ridin' in that coupe, she put that sloppy on my sh*t
I got them Rockies on my wrist, I got them [?] in my sh*t
Be careful when you pull up, it ain't no stoppin' on my sh*t
I stopped up on your b*tch, my name say papi in her sh*t
I took off in this sh*t now who gone stop me in this sh*t
They tryna lock me in this sh*t, they tryna box me in this sh*t
Don't tweak with me boy best to come proper on my sh*t
That gang with me you know we gone get hostile in this b*tch
From Chiraq so you know we got some choppers in this b*tch
We got some thotses in this b*tch, we got some drivers in this b*tch
We got some lackers in this b*tch, I'm always trapping in this b*tch
(Gang, gang)
We got no actors in this sh*t, it ain't no lacking in this b*tch
It ain't no capping in this sh*t (Gang, gang)
We gone get cracking in this b*tch, it ain't no slacking in this b*tch
They talkin' about clapping me in this b*tch (Gang)
Sip my lean that's with my team, and b*tch you know we from the six
In the streets we went to war with whoever don't want to dig
Count that money up, I need a lot, I want them hundreds b*tch
Never been a real one, so b*tch boy don't front your sh*t
(Gang, gang)