[Intro]
Yeah, on 448, nigga, yeah
Gang, yeah
[Verse]
Yeah, nigga, you jump off that porch, boy, you better not crash (Nigga jump off that porch nigga, on gang)
We take twelve on a chase, nigga, just do the whole dash
Put a pistol on his ass, we just pop out, nigga, with no mask, yeah, gang (Put a pistol on his ass,bitch)
We gon' put his baby in the trash, bitch
(Put that bitch in the trash)
Glock, seven hundred, need our cash, bitch, yeah
(Yeah on gang, yeah need cash nigga)
Nigga, I hope that you stay okay
And I had got fucked up, I had to stay away
And the pistol is tucked, better watch what you say, yeah (Bitch)
Getting chips, no Frito-Lay, yeah
Nigga ride with the K, my name Tay, yeah (Nigga ride with that K, nigga)
Bad bitch for the pleasure
Spin on they block, wе got to take that measure (Spin on thеy block nigga, yeah)
And extended clip on me, drum is just for extra
I was locked up, niggas trying to give me lectures, yeah, bitch, yeah (On gang)
I ain't listen to that shit though
(I ain’t listen to that shit, on gang)
We just pop out the cut and hit a kick-door
We don't give a fuck 'bout his kids, ho', yeah, nigga, yeah (We don't give a fuck)
Boy, your ass a rap-nigga, you ain't active, lil' nigga
I might fuck that bad bitch, I find her attractive, bitch (On gang)
[Outro]
Fuck-nigga, yeah
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