Gangland

[Intro] Future Hendrix Yeah It ain't a secret Straight up [Verse 1] I'm the one that got the presi' flooded You wear more Chanel than anybody You the type to get your man indicted I'm the type to pull up in a Spider I'm the type to drive a Honda Put a hundred round clip inside a dirty rifle It's dirty when it got a homi' on it Fuck that nigga, put a bounty on him I'm the one that put that dirty in the cup Had you sippin', noddin' off, nigga You was gettin' fronted, runnin' off, nigga I made myself to a boss, nigga Put a hundred carats in a cross, nigga Spent two hundred thousand on a cross, nigga Can't never sleep 'cause it'll cost niggas They can never see my palms sweatin' You'd've never seen the hunger in me I'm so sick and tired of being humble, nigga This money put a lot of demons in me Went and tatted all these angels on me Fuck that nigga, put a tracker on him Then we throw a pep rally on him These commas coming in, these haters coming in The karma coming back from when I was gettin' it in Baby mama tryna sue again Bought my little ones Christian Louboutins Give my nigga commissary in the pen' Got the federales on a nigga chin Fuck the Benz, I'ma whip the Spur Said fuck my Spur and bought my bitch a Ghost I'm full of syrup and I'm seeing ghosts I'm pushing heir' like the N.O. [Interlude] You know we got that boy-boy like New Orleans, you hear me? We runnin' that pack through Chi-Town, Memphis All up through B-More and DC Back down South, you hear me? [Chorus] Lil Mexico turf a gangland (Woo) I'm ABK like I'm Zona Man (Zona) That's Any Body Killa, nigga (Nigga) Do you got the heart to kill a nigga? (Splatt) A hundred thousand for a lawyer (A lawyer) It gotta be a Johnnie Cochran (A Cochran) We take the dope from off the border (The border) From the water, put it in some water (Then whip it) [Verse 2] Know some Mexicanos down in Georgia (My migos) We on every channel when we poppin' Hit him in the head and start braggin' 'bout it They on 7th Street, they got a bunch of bodies Got a bunch of chains, my neck is very crowded When I flood the streets, they have a powder shower Know the recipe, you need to learn about it Finessin' niggas, gotta learn about it I could cook it in the microwave I got your baby mama with the shits I got your son sitting on a brick My teacher said I wouldn't be shit (Fuck her) She even know what I represent Freeband Gang president Money over everything, nigga And everything else irrelevant [Interlude] Yeah Woo Woo Skrrt Brrat [Chorus] Lil Mexico turf a gangland (Yeah) I'm ABK like I'm Zona Man (Woo) That's Any Body Killa, nigga (Woo) Do you got the heart to kill a nigga? (Skrrt) A hundred thousand for a lawyer (Fuck 'em) It gotta be a Johnnie Cochran (Brrat) We take the dope from off the border (A hundred ounce) From the water, put it in some water (Brrat)