Gang, gang

Yeah, my **** Taz (My **** Taz)

Play with us we gone leave you in the past (In the past)

Yeah sitting back in my chair and count my racks **** (Count my racks ****)

Yeah sitting up at that top you know we top notch (We on top)

Yeah with my **** in the field we playing hop scotch (Yeah)

Yeah the whole team been getting guap while we dodge cops (Yeah, what the fuck)

Ice in my wrist, neck froze like we punch clocks (Brr)

Yeah caught you lacking we don't talk we just punch opps

Yeah we eating good everyday like out that lunch box (Damn)

Glock to his head, hit him down now his heart stop (Stop)

Finna curb a ****, swerve back and pull up in my park spot (Park spot)

Yeah you know your hoe for the streets and she got mileage (She a bop)

Yeah we really out here trapping in the streets and they gone top file it

My **** hit your head straight dog **** Rottweiling

Yeah that **** tryna compete with the gang we gone top notch it (Damn)

Yeah fighting them demons cause' they messing with my head **** (With my head)

Yeah tote glocks pull up in your hood we leave you dead in it (Leave you dead)

Yeah, ain't no talk we just up, let it spread **** (Boah, boah, boah)

Yeah, got all this pain I been sipping on this med **** (On this med)

Yeah, we don't play, we get active till he dead **** (What the fuck)

Yeah, I got a chop, leave a opp where he bled ****

Yeah, I'm chasing guap I ain't worried ab what he said **** (Hell naw)

Write that **** off like a book with my lead **** (In my book)

Know I'm the king of the streets and they can't check me (They can't check)

Yeah, we hit your top take your chain and your neck piece (Hit your top)

Yeah, bust shots at your gang, hit your bestie (Yeah hit your boy)

Yeah, all these hoes at my show rocking out we at Coachella (Damn, what the fuck)

Yeah too much guap up in my pockets need a duffle (Yeah, I got too much guap)

That **** barking like a dog, finna give that boy a muzzle (Give that boy a muzzle)

Going 160 on the road, yeah I need to buckle (Swerve in that coup)

Yeah we caught you by surprise now we coming out that tunnel (On gang)

Yeah sitting up at that top you know we top notch (We on top)

Yeah with my **** in the field we playing hop scotch (Yeah)

Yeah the whole team been getting guap while we dodge cops (Yeah what the fuck)

Ice in my wrist, neck froze like we punch clocks (Brr)

Yeah caught you lacking we don't talk we just punch opps

Yeah we eating good everyday like out that lunch box (Damn)

Glock to his head hit him down now his heart stop (Stop)

Finna curb a ****, swerve back and pull up in my park spot (Park spot)

Yeah you know your hoe for the streets and she got mileage (She a bop)

Yeah we really out here trapping in the streets and they gone top file it

My **** hit your head straight dog, **** Rottweiling

Yeah that **** tryna compete with the gang we gone top notch it (Damn)

(Gang)