(Calm down, I'll just call Robert)

Ay Frankie, this one's for you, the producer tag said he'll call robert

Ah that's funny as hell

Honestly, bro, I am the goat

Sleep on the future but DSIDE is woke

I'm in the city, I'm out with my folks

Run up the bands and run in your home

Shout out my fans, we count up the globe

Haters were talking that, only on phones

Like follow my insta or leave me alone

I'm going up, that's all on my own

I am energy you are mini-me

We rocking infinity

Keep the same energy

Shawty you kidding me, you cannot get with me

Don't ask for a feature, you aint on my level

Turn up the base, and lower the treble

Feel like I'm Gambino but I am a rebel

Why am I tripping, I cannot be careful

Gang, Gang

Why am I killing the beat

Why do I do all these things

Why do I pop out and get me a milly a week

Why is that girly a freak

Why do I feel like I'm destined for my legacy

I define greatness, and you're lucky I showed up

Better be thanking my lateness

You just be talking, I need my praises

I got some diamonds, just to appraise 'em

I've just been working, I'm never lazy

Tryna get money, I need it daily

Stay with the motto 'Fuck you, pay me'

I got a model, I call her baby

Yes I've been grinding

I do it daily

My haters talking, they is so shady

I'm like, "**** fuck you, pay me"

Gang gang gang gang

Grrah Grrah Grrah Grrah

Gang gang gang gang

Ay, this shit not over GANG

Swervin' around in that Skat

Tell me where the fuck you at

Smoking on that Robert Pack

Chubby ass bitch, yeah you fat

Yeah this glock go 'Blatt, Blatt'

Your new song, yeah that shit is wack

All your hoes, I already had

Get to the paper then count up the cash

Get to the bag, then I do the dash

Never get off clash, you a bitch you rat

You stupid pussy, you is a cat

Came in faster then the flash

Feel like Robert, just rose out the ash

Kissing your bitch with my hands on her ass

Talking shit while I'm fucking your bitch in class

Go outside touch some grass, you stupid bitch

Gang, gang gang gang

You see me killing this beat

We do not accept defeat

Robert pack gets me so high, fuck weed

Talk on the gang and we'll make your stupid ass fucking bleed

Get to the bread get to the cheese

Talk on the gang and we'll leave you deceased

Feel like 'yvngxchris' we got Blood On the Leaves

Then I feel like 'Juice Wrld' we got blood on my jeans

Gang, gang