Gangsta

[Intro]

This is Jay P Bangz

[Chorus: DaBoii]

Bitch, I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug

Fuck them niggas hating, baby, I get real love

Still can't put my trust in the ones I'd kill for

Ain't no beef dying down, bitch nigga, it's still up

'Cause, bitch, I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug

Fuck them niggas hating, baby, I get real love

And I still can't put my trust in the ones I'd kill for

'Cause bitch I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug

[Verse 1: DaBoii]

Bitch, I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug

Nigga wanna rep my squad? Ain't good 'til you kill some

You say them bitches go for what? Say less, the deal done

She gon' shake it fast for the dollar, the bill, huh

I got the world on my shoulders and the city on my back

They like, "D-Boii you a perv, why you put titties on your strap?"

Put double D's up on that bitch, way more than fifty on that strap

Bitch keep talking all that rah-rah, don't you give me none of that

You wasn't here when I was down, so when I'm up you get the message

Throwing fits up on the 'Gram ain't gon' do shit, you niggas extra

Boy, what kind of drugs you taking? It ain't nothing I won't sell

Thinking you gon' play DaBoii, you'll play nobody but yourself

I just call it how I see it, I ain't never called for help

After eleven I turned thirteen, nigga, I don't fuck with twelve

Bitch gon' ride up in the back if she don't keep up with her nails

You left your strap? Boy that ain't gangsta, you a seven and a L, on the gang

[Chorus: DaBoii]

Bitch, I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug

Fuck them niggas hating, baby, I get real love

Still can't put my trust in the ones I'd kill for

Ain't no beef dying down, bitch nigga, it's still up

'Cause, bitch, I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug

Fuck them niggas hating, baby, I get real love

And I still can't put my trust in the ones I'd kill for

'Cause bitch I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug

[Verse 2: Mozzy]

I'm feeling like Corleone now that the homie home

'Cause he gon' shoot at the opps, you'll get your bologna blown

Ayy, fuck you niggas smoking on? Like you be smoking shit

I broke him off for them bladadahs when I broke the bitch

You throw a devil over here and we gon' throw a fit

Ain't never asked me 'bout the suckas 'cause they don't exist

Nigga, tell him tag his drilla all that bogus shit

I double lapped, them niggas laughed when I was broke as shit

We stuffing Wedding Cake batter in a stogie stick

Swing, batter, batter, swing when this .40 pitch

Goon body to the gristle, nigga, know we is

We only show for sound check to get the blowers in

Ayy, fuck whatever trip you took if you don't go again

You the type to throw a brick and never show your hand

Gang graffiti on the walls when they be closing in

Real gangsta, niggas doubted 'til we domed his nig (Hundadah, hundadah, hundadah, hundadah)

[Chorus: DaBoii]

Bitch, I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug

Fuck them niggas hating, baby, I get real love

Still can't put my trust in the ones I'd kill for

Ain't no beef dying down, bitch nigga, it's still up

'Cause, bitch, I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug

Fuck them niggas hating, baby, I get real love

And I still can't put my trust in the ones I'd kill for

'Cause bitch I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug