作曲：YBN Almighty Jay,YBN Nahmir
Gang
Woah, woah, woah, woah, gang, gang
**, YBN **
**, ayy, ayy, gang, gang, ayy
I'm chasin' a bag, countin' guap
While you ** on some broke ** (**)
My brother stay strapped, pop any ** on that hoe ** (grrah)
Internet shooters, man, these ** ain't gon' blow ** (they ain't gon' blow **)
And you ain't my brother, so you can miss me with that bro ** (ayy)
** say he flippin' work
Then I'm on that kick a door ** (on that kick a door **)
Take a ** down, get on that ground, get on that floor, ** (grrah, pow, pow, pow)
Yo' broski, he a clown, bro
Move around 'fore you get domed, ** (bro, move around, ayy)
Had to cut him off 'cause ** snitchin' on that hoe ** (these ** hoes, ayy, ooh)
I'm 'bout the cheese and the guap, yo' **
She a thot, tryna take off her top (**, ooh)
My brother just burnt out the lot
Had to go cop a foreign just to drop out the top (skrrt, ooh)
I gotta watch for the opps, put a drum on the Glock
That's a whole hunnid shots (grrah, ooh)
** want beef with the gang
But the whole **in' time, they be tellin' the cops (ayy)
I'm up in traffic, know that my pistol be clappin'
Run up, you think that I'm lackin' (grrah, pow, pow, pow)
**, I'm a savage, I ain't never run from **
**, I be lettin' 'em have it (I'm high off Maverick, gang)
High off **, no, I don't ** with them average
You ** not 'bout that action (grrah)
Slide down, if a ** want smoke
You should've known that I'm packin' (ayy, **, ooh)
**, I be high like a addict, Balenciaga
Need to copy the fashion (**)
Shootin' up ** like the navy
Illegal guns 'cause these hoes automatic (grrah, grrah)
How you want smoke with the gang, but you stay put up?
**, you don't want static (you don't want static)
Rented the Lamb' for a week, let Nahmir drive it and he almost crashed it
You ** copy (copy), you ** dissin' for fame (fame)
You ** really be lame (grrah)
Pop off, If I catch you then Jay rubbin' off the paint (he rubbin' off that paint, **)
If I see you at that drive-thru, I might have a nice day (that's on my mama)
**, this ain't no Mickey D's I turn yo' M into a K (grrah, pow, pow, pow)
**, I'm the man, my diamonds, they dance
Yo' ** on my ** like a fan (my diamonds, they dance)
I feel like Tay-K, I just did the race
'Cause I had to run up the bands (run up the bands)
My ** real shooters, so why would they fight?
You know they not usin' no hands (nah)
Why ** mad 'cause I tryna make it?
That ** was just all in the plan (gang, all in the plan)
We ain't **in' with no Ford, so I'm bringin' out that Porsche
**, I'm probably in the Jeep and yea, that ** ain't got no doors (skrrt)
**, I'm speedin' in that 'Rari, know that label got a horse (it got a horse, **)
Leather print up in that **, so, yeah, I'm slayin' up them doors (ayy)
I'm not from the Chi', but I'm throwin' L's
'Cause ** be lame than a ** (**, they lame)
Chasin' a bag, not chasin' a **, blue hunnids like Lilo & Stitch
Don't ** with new **, just me and my brothers
'Cause I know how quick ** switch (me and my brothers)
He talkin' that **, two to three shells
Split that boy's ** like a Twix (gang, gang)
When we pull up and hop out, these ** run (these ** run, ayy)
They be talkin' like, "Oh, **, he got a gun" (ayy)
Know that K, it hold 50, it got a drum (ayy)
Know that choppas got bullets size as a plum (grrah, pow, pow, pow, ayy)
**, you already know what it is, **, YBN **, **
Duck yo' mothafuckin' taco, **, huh?
YBN **, **, huh?
Sly, **, ayy
Bow, bow, **, ayy, gang, gang, gang
