On the gang I'm really with that
Talk shit got a long mop stick with a kickback
Knowing you ain't really bout that
I still pull up hop out and blow your whole shit back
Four one three nine still rolling with the same click
Rising grind BMG always on that gang shit
Bands up a never got a check Chase
Big bank take bank f*ck a bank I got a wall safe
Now days like everybody is bitch made
Since fifth grade walking into class with a switchblade
Bloodline Gambino SuckaFree self-made
F*ck a freestyle run a check I'm trying to get paid
Steady posted on the corner with that hammer talked
So sick and tired of being broke man I done had enough
Stay on my grind making moves got to get it right
Traveled all across the world I'm out here live in life
Young boy come from the city of vultures
From the hood putting on for the culture
Got some red bones loving on me telling me I'm the next pun
Up Next like jet Li I'm the f*cking one
Look
On the gang I'm really with that
Talk shit got a long mop stick with a kick back
Knowing you ain't really bout that
I still pull up hop out and blow your whole shit back
On the gang I'm really with that
Talk shit got a long mop stick with a kick back
Knowing you ain't really bout that
I still pull up hop out and blow your whole shit back
I don't wanna hear nothing about this and that
Been gone for a while now bitch I'm back
Came along way from coke and crack
Got fifty rounds I keep the strap so if you bust me on busting back
No questions asked
Homie smoking on that sherm thinking I won't blast
Caught slipping then we on that ass
Ain't trying to die better run that cash
And it straight like that I chase the bag look bossed up
That's word to Shock Boss running out your mouth and we knock your block off
Old-school Chevy knock the top off
She sees the chain she gonna take her top off
See me come through with them stacks and figures
Big guns bullets looking like mini packs of snickers
And I know because his head neck and back was missing
Rewind said his head neck and back was missing on the gang
On the gang I'm really with that talk
Shit got a long mop stick with a kick back
Knowing you ain't really bout that
I still pull up hop out and blow your whole shit back
On the gang I'm really with that talk
Shit got a long mop stick with a kick back
Knowing you ain't really bout that
I still pull up hop out and blow your whole shit back
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On the gang I'm really with that
Talk shit got a long mop stick with a kickback
Knowing you ain't really bout that
I still pull up hop out and blow your whole shit back
Four one three nine still rolling with the same click
Rising grind BMG always on that gang shit
Bands up a never got a check Chase
Big bank take bank f*ck a bank I got a wall safe
Now days like everybody is bitch made
Since fifth grade walking into class with a switchblade
Bloodline Gambino SuckaFree self-made
F*ck a freestyle run a check I'm trying to get paid
Steady posted on the corner with that hammer talked
So sick and tired of being broke man I done had enough
Stay on my grind making moves got to get it right
Traveled all across the world I'm out here live in life
Young boy come from the city of vultures
From the hood putting on for the culture
Got some red bones loving on me telling me I'm the next pun
Up Next like jet Li I'm the f*cking one
Look
On the gang I'm really with that
Talk shit got a long mop stick with a kick back
Knowing you ain't really bout that
I still pull up hop out and blow your whole shit back
On the gang I'm really with that
Talk shit got a long mop stick with a kick back
Knowing you ain't really bout that
I still pull up hop out and blow your whole shit back
I don't wanna hear nothing about this and that
Been gone for a while now bitch I'm back
Came along way from coke and crack
Got fifty rounds I keep the strap so if you bust me on busting back
No questions asked
Homie smoking on that sherm thinking I won't blast
Caught slipping then we on that ass
Ain't trying to die better run that cash
And it straight like that I chase the bag look bossed up
That's word to Shock Boss running out your mouth and we knock your block off
Old-school Chevy knock the top off
She sees the chain she gonna take her top off
See me come through with them stacks and figures
Big guns bullets looking like mini packs of snickers
And I know because his head neck and back was missing
Rewind said his head neck and back was missing on the gang
On the gang I'm really with that talk
Shit got a long mop stick with a kick back
Knowing you ain't really bout that
I still pull up hop out and blow your whole shit back
On the gang I'm really with that talk
Shit got a long mop stick with a kick back
Knowing you ain't really bout that
I still pull up hop out and blow your whole shit back
Talk shit got a long mop stick with a kickback
Knowing you ain't really bout that
I still pull up hop out and blow your whole shit back
Four one three nine still rolling with the same click
Rising grind BMG always on that gang shit
Bands up a never got a check Chase
Big bank take bank f*ck a bank I got a wall safe
Now days like everybody is bitch made
Since fifth grade walking into class with a switchblade
Bloodline Gambino SuckaFree self-made
F*ck a freestyle run a check I'm trying to get paid
Steady posted on the corner with that hammer talked
So sick and tired of being broke man I done had enough
Stay on my grind making moves got to get it right
Traveled all across the world I'm out here live in life
Young boy come from the city of vultures
From the hood putting on for the culture
Got some red bones loving on me telling me I'm the next pun
Up Next like jet Li I'm the f*cking one
Look
On the gang I'm really with that
Talk shit got a long mop stick with a kick back
Knowing you ain't really bout that
I still pull up hop out and blow your whole shit back
On the gang I'm really with that
Talk shit got a long mop stick with a kick back
Knowing you ain't really bout that
I still pull up hop out and blow your whole shit back
I don't wanna hear nothing about this and that
Been gone for a while now bitch I'm back
Came along way from coke and crack
Got fifty rounds I keep the strap so if you bust me on busting back
No questions asked
Homie smoking on that sherm thinking I won't blast
Caught slipping then we on that ass
Ain't trying to die better run that cash
And it straight like that I chase the bag look bossed up
That's word to Shock Boss running out your mouth and we knock your block off
Old-school Chevy knock the top off
She sees the chain she gonna take her top off
See me come through with them stacks and figures
Big guns bullets looking like mini packs of snickers
And I know because his head neck and back was missing
Rewind said his head neck and back was missing on the gang
On the gang I'm really with that talk
Shit got a long mop stick with a kick back
Knowing you ain't really bout that
I still pull up hop out and blow your whole shit back
On the gang I'm really with that talk
Shit got a long mop stick with a kick back
Knowing you ain't really bout that
I still pull up hop out and blow your whole shit back
Writer: Andrew Rinehults
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