Mini Vans (Remix)

[Intro: Doe Boy] FBG shit Turn it up some Thank you gangsta You know how we rockin' Gang gang [Chorus: Doe Boy] Bitch, I call the shots, yeah, they don't go off the muscle (On gang) We ain't sparin' none, if he not with us then fuck 'em (Fuck) If a nigga somethin' like me, why the fuck would you trust 'em? If you catch that nigga slippin', I suggest you should bust 'em 'Cause he cutthroat When he catch a nigga lackin' he gon' let his gun go He gon' bring that smoke and leave that shit right at yo' front door You think he gon' spare you when he see you, nigga, fuck no He don't fuck with pussy's, that's one thing he don't have love for Let that drum roll Nigga said you was a shooter, what you run for? (Pussy) You better run Forrest, run Forrest, run 'Cause them niggas slide in mini vans where I'm from (Gang gang) [Verse 1: Doe Boy] Too many guns niggas can't keep up Catch yo ass in traffic better speed up Just a song didn't know you'd go that far We just getting started We gon flip his car cause he doing all that flexin' Pull up in that murder gang don't try 'em boy they reckless (gang gang) Choppas get to ringin' leave yo gang a message Caught that nigga slippin he wasn't lookin' he was textin' (Oh really?) If he something like me don't trust em Pull up on a rapper playing with Future or Thugger Balenciaga's on just hope you can run in the runners (Oh really?) [Chorus: Doe Boy] Bitch, I call the shots, yeah, they don't go off the muscle (On gang) We ain't sparin' none, if he not with us then fuck 'em (Fuck) If a nigga somethin' like me, why the fuck would you trust 'em? If you catch that nigga slippin', I suggest you should bust 'em 'Cause he cutthroat When he catch a nigga lackin' he gon' let his gun go He gon' bring that smoke and leave that shit right at yo' front door You think he gon' spare you when he see you, nigga, fuck no He don't fuck with pussy's, that's one thing he don't have love for Let that drum roll Nigga said you was a shooter, what you run for? (Pussy) You better run Forrest, run Forrest, run 'Cause them niggas slide in mini vans where I'm from (Gang gang) [Verse 2: Lil Durk] Put yo' gat down, I'm from Chi-town We don't even slide in mini vans, we slide in cat's now We can't even name drop the one I didy stretch now And I know a pussy killed the killer, he a threat now Gotta cut the pussy niggas off that think they need you Told me stop the violence, touch my chain you know what it lead to (Doo-doo-doo) Oh really? I say them trenches turn me evil (Turn me evil) I'm from where they shoot dice with fake money, they gon' bleed you I'm just tryna get my roll on (Tryna get my roll on) And we be settin' niggas up, textin' their hoes for 'em I made that bitch tell kiss my Glock 'fore I put my clothes on (Come here, bitch) We robbed the plug, he look at me like, "Damn, what bro on?" Bitch, you got rolled on [Chorus: Doe Boy] Bitch, I call the shots, yeah, they don't go off the muscle (On gang) We ain't sparin' none, if he not with us then fuck 'em (Fuck) If a nigga somethin' like me, why the fuck would you trust 'em? If you catch that nigga slippin', I suggest you should bust 'em 'Cause he cutthroat When he catch a nigga lackin' he gon' let his gun go He gon' bring that smoke and leave that shit right at yo' front door You think he gon' spare you when he see you, nigga, fuck no He don't fuck with pussy's, that's one thing he don't have love for Let that drum roll Nigga said you was a shooter, what you run for? (Pussy) You better run Forrest, run Forrest, run 'Cause them niggas slide in mini vans where I'm from (Gang gang)