No Hook

Gang
 Woah woah woah woah
 Gang gang
 Brrrra
 Bitch YBN shit
 Bitch ay ay gang gang ay
 I'm taking a bag, counting gwap
 Why you niggas on some broke shit (bitch)
 My brother stay strapped
 Pop any nigga on that hoe shit (bra)
 Internet shooters
 Man these niggas ain't gon blow shit (they ain't gon blow shit)
 And you ain't my brother
 So you can miss me with that bro shit
 Niggas say you flipping work
 Then I'm on that kick a door shit (on that kick a door shit)
 Take a nigga down get on that ground get on that floor bitch
 He a clown
 Bro move around 'fore you get domed bitch (bro move around, ay)
 Had to cut him off
 Cause niggas snitching on that hoe shit
 Ooh, I'm 'bout to check in
 Your bitch she a thot tryna take off her top (bitch)
 Ooh, my brother just burnt out a lot
 Had to go cop a foreign just to drop out the top
 Ooh, I gotta watch for the opps put a drum in my Glock
 That's a whole hunnid shots
 Ooh, niggas want beef with the gang
 But the whole fucking time they be telling the cops
 I'm a big trapper know that my pistol be clapping
 Run up you think that I'm lacking
 Bitch I'm a savage I ain't never run from shit
 Bitch I be letting 'em have it
 How y'all dope?
 No, I don't fuck with them average
 You niggas not 'bout that action
 Slide down if a nigga want smoke
 You should have known that I'm packing
 Ooh bitch I be hot like an attic
 Balenciaga nigga cop me the fashion
 Shootin' on shit like the navy
 Illegal guns cause these hoes automatic
 How you gon smoke with the gang, but you stay put up
 Nigga you don't want static
 Rented the Lamb for a week
 Let Nahmir drive it and he almost crash it
 You niggas copy
 You niggas dissin' for fame
 You niggas really be lame (pow pow pow)
 If I catch you then Jay rubbin' off the paint
 If I see you at that drive-thru I might have a nice day
 But this ain't no Mickey D's I turn your M into a K
 Bitch I'm the man, my diamonds they dance
 Yo bitch on my dick like a fan
 I feel like Tay K, I just did a race
 Cause I had to run up the bands
 My niggas real shooters so why would they fight
 You know they not using no hands (nah)
 Why niggas mad, cause I try to make it
 That shit was just all in the plan
 We ain't fuckin' with no Forest, so I'm bringing out that Porsche
 Bitch I'm probably in the Jeep and yet that bitch ain't got no doors
 Bitch I'm speeding in that Rari, know that label got a horse
 Leather print up in that bitch, so yeah I'm slayin' up them doors
 I'm not from the Chi but I'm throwin' L's
 Cause niggas be lame than a bitch
 Chasin' a bag, not chasin' a bitch
 Blue hunnids like Lilo & Stitch
 Don't fuck with no niggas, just me and my brothers
 Cause I know how quick niggas switch
 He talkin' that shit, two to three shells
 Split that boy's shit like a Twix
 When we pull up and hop out these niggas run (niggas run)
 They be talkin' like oh shit he got a gun
 Know that K, it hold 50, it got a drum
 Know that choppas got bullets size as a plum, ay
 Bitch you already know what it is
 Nigga YBN shit
 Nigga touch yo motherfucking taco bitch
 YBN shit bitch huh
 Sly bitch, ay
 Bow Bow bitch, ay