[Intro: YBN Almighty Jay & YBN Nahmir]
Gang
Woah woah woah woah
Gang gang
Brrrra
b**h YBN sh**
b**h ay ay gang gang ay
[Verse: YBN Almighty Jay & YBN Nahmir]
I'm chasing a bag, counting guap
Why you n***as on some broke sh** (b**h)
My brother stay strapped
Pop any n***a on that hoe sh** (bra)
Internet shooters
Man these n***as ain't gon blow sh** (they ain't gon blow sh**)
And you ain't my brother
So you can miss me with that bro sh**
n***as say you flipping work
Then I'm on that kicking doors sh** (on that kick a door sh**)
Take a n***a down get on that ground get on that floor b**h
Your Broski he a clown
Bro move around 'fore you get domed b**h (bro move around, ay)
Had to cut him off
Cause n***as snitching on that hoe sh**
Ooh, I'm 'bout the cheese and the guap
Your b**h she a thot tryna take off her top (b**h)
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, n***as want beef with the gang
But the whole f**ing time they be telling the cops
I'm up in traffic know that my pistol be clapping
Run up you think that I'm lacking
b**h I'm a savage I ain't never run from sh**
b**h I be letting 'em have it
How y'all dope?
No, I don't f** with them average
You n***as not 'bout that action
Slide down if a n***a want smoke
You should have known that I'm packing
Ooh. b**h I be hot like an attic
Balenciaga n***a copy the fashion
Shootin' on sh** like the navy
Illegal guns cause these hoes automatic
How you gon smoke with the gang, but you stay put up
n***a you don't want static
Rented the Lamb for a week
Let Nahmir drive it and he almost crash it
You n***as copy
You n***as dissin' for fame
You n***as 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
b**h I'm the man, my diamonds they dance
Yo b**h 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 n***as real shooters so why would they fight
You know they not using no hands (nah)
Why n***as mad, cause I try to make it
That sh** was just all in the plan
We ain't f**in' with no Ford, so I'm bringing out that Porsche
b**h I'm probably in the Jeep and yet that b**h ain't got no doors
b**h I'm speeding in that Rari, know that label got a horse
Leather print up in that b**h, so yeah I'm slayin' up them doors
I'm not from the Chi but I'm throwin' L's
Cause n***as be lame than a b**h
Chasin' a bag, not chasin' a b**h
Blue hunnids like Lilo & Stitch
Don't f** with no n***as, just me and my brothers
Cause I know how quick n***as switch
He talkin' that sh**, two to three shells
Split that boy's sh** like a Twix
When we pull up and hop out these n***as run (n***as run)
They be talkin' like oh sh** he got a gun
Know that K, it hold 50, it got a drum
Know that choppas got bullets size as a plum, ay
[Outro: YBN Nahmir]
b**h you already know what it is
n***a YBN sh**. n***a touch yo motherf**ing taco b**h
YBN sh** b**h. Huh
Sly b**h, ay
Bow Bow b**h, ay