Gangstas Make the Girls Go Wild (feat. Chris Brown)

100 million dollars and we straight (We straight )

Summer rush, Yamahas out on that lake (On that lake)

Granny told me go be great (Go be great )

Drip like the kitchen sink while you smile in they face, yeah

Never late, forever straight

Heavyweights, don't make us demonstrate

Industry **** be acting hella fake

Let me smoke and meditate, 'fore I fuck around and catch a case

Shit we do this everyday, they hating ****, let 'em hate

Bring his Draco to your living room and let it decorate

Some of my **** Crips, some Bloods, we don't segregate

Spread these bottles 'round the club, we got hella crates

Standin' on these couches tryna elevate

We in the V.I.P. surrounded by yellow tape

And it's my twenty-second year off of Section 8

Might kiss Ella Mai in the mouth just to celebrate

Right now, let your hair hang down

Summertime and the gangstas make the girls go wild

Baby, know we up, ain't nothin' but a G thang

Always strapped up, no problem (No problem)

Put your cup in the air

It's a gangsta party, throw it in the air baby

Yeah, I want all of of smoke

Smoke, bring it over here, baby

Got you on go, bang on this, babe

I'ma pull your card, now

Gangstas make the girls go wild

38s on the rims, 'Vani Tank

Black and gold, breeze through like a New Orleans Saint

DM your bitch, think I ain't

Gon' hit the Met Gala steps with her drippin' like some wet paint?

Do what I want, ****, this L.A

I hit a switch and had the Impala squeaking like Michel'le

And this chain costs 100k, try to take it

I catch fades like OBJ, we out in Vegas

Playing spades at the Mandalay, we gotta make it

Shit it really ain't no other way

Stay dangerous, keep it on you in case you gotta spray

Try get all your **** out the hood and buy some real estate

Motivate, been 15 years since I sold an 8th

10 bands in every pocket got me feeling overweight

My ex bitch came back around like a roller skate

I told her ass if you can't roll a blunt you can't roll the Wraith

Right now, let your hair hang down

Summertime and the gangstas make the girls go wild

Baby, know we up, ain't nothin' but a G thang

Always strapped up, no problem (No problem)

Put your cup in the air

It's a gangsta party, throw it in the air baby

Yeah, I want all of of smoke

Smoke, bring it over here, baby

Got you on go, bang on this, babe

I'ma pull your card, now

Gangstas make the girls go wild