Bonka - Gangway Remix lyrics

[Verse 1: Bonka] Look i be ducked off on the North n***a And i hang with thugs, but still ain't jumped up off that porch n***a So they think i'm soft, 'till i pop 'em like a cork n***a If somebody witness, I'll pop 'em up in court n***a OMG im shocked as hell, Bonka B just k**ed a guy Walk up in that b**h, look like I'm tryna k** a fly n***as wanna copy me but n***as just a sloppy me First i let it slide, now that sh** just starting to bother me But i be on his head, cosmetology cla** n***as sh**tin' till they sh**tin' out colostomy bags I'll run up in his house, like don't move or you die b**h And if his eye twitch then ima body his a** I need one Mac 11, two twin Glocks He can get his uppercut with these two ten shots In his house like Goldilocks,now where the f** my porridge bowl Bringing heat with the 30, b**h i feel like Norris Cole If i don't make it with rap, i got a mask and a pole Or I'm in the trap tryna turn a half to a whole On the bag with the bros, keep a Mag and a pole I'll hang a n***a up, by the tags on his clothes They said Bonka B, be snapping' "what you tryna catch a mouse n***a?" f** a mouse, its way too many rats up in the house n***a n***as getting fishy and I'm looking for some Trout n***a Motherf**in' bullet let this hook catch his mouth n***a n***as always tryna shoot, I just wanna scrap it out Beat his a**, I bet he be quick to pull a ratchet out But if he wanna take it there, f** it we can clap it out His body drop, then we smashing out Franco like "Lil' Bonka why you hop up on this street sh**? " Tryna show these n***as I'm the wrong one to beef with Stayed on the porch, so they take my kindness for weakness Till' I hop up off that b**h and wet a n***a till' he sea sick Got a lot of n***as that'll drop a n***a 30,30, 40 Glock a n***a For that guapa we'll pop ya papa n***a Now I'm on the _____ ducking coppas n***as If they snatch me up then i don't know a thang sh** i barely even know my name I don't want to f** her i just want the brain With my n***a Drake-o prolly rolling Jane Hit up Franco, light another doobie Lot of bad b**hes wanna do me Long clips I'm tryna make a movie Married to my pistol b**h i do like Scooby Always keep a n***a with a tooly Mac 11, 45s, a Uzi Ducked off on the roof dawg, just to put him on his back like Snoopy Young n***as with some guns n***a Older n***a that'll show a n***a Bullets spreadin' like some f**ing cooties and there ain't no where for you to run n***a We ain't f**ing 'round like some Nuns n***a Run up on a n***a for his funds n***a Talking down, we'll spark around, put his homies brains on his 1s n***a Bonka b**h i spit to much crack Shoot first, how could i bust back? Coppas got a lot of suspects, man these n***as looking kinda suspect How the f** is n***as snitching on they homies? n***as plotting so i keep it on me These n***as all fake and phony, I'll beat his a** then mace his homie Give a hoe the boot like a motherf**in' Ugg We can f** but i ain't tryna make no motherf**in' love Catch me coolin' in the trap, with some motherf**in' thugs We a chopper bigger than a "MUfu*kINNN UHHHHHHH" I ain't tryna shoot b**h i just want to fight n***as act like they don't want they life, put a couple k**ers on his life I be going hard i put that on his life I be zooming n***a can't you see the smoke? Hella bars can't you see the soap 'Member days i was hella broke, if he flashing money better get him poked