gang+ rmx

[Intro: d0llywood1]

Dazegxd

Bee, bee, bee

[Chorus: d0llywood1]

Gang in a brand new whip, uh, we swervin' shit

I think my choppa really gay 'cause all it do is eat out niggas

And I can't take no flicks, uh, can't take no pics

And I can't really do nothing 'cause all these bitches want cuff me

I swear I can't do that shit, uh

I really got my lil' shawty another droptop, if she fuck with the gang and shit

Yeah, this perc shit permanent, uh, man I'm so fucked up

You can get comfortable, baby, you can put your foot up

[Verse 1: midwxst]

I'm smokin' green, that's not no cap

Nigga, you is not my friend, so I don't want your fucking help

Dive in the pussy, I swim in that shit like I am Michael Phelps

I got an all red fit on me, these niggas think I came from Hell

Fuck all that snitching and talking my nigga, no not gonna tell

Get the fuck out my phone my nigga, get out my fuckin' cell

No you is not my friend my nigga, no, you don't got my trail

I move around in the night my nigga, you know I meant 'em well

I got designer my fit my nigga, no please do not entail

This nigga really down bad, I think that this nigga want a hug

[Verse 2: Madara TBH]

So you sick when I walk on that, 'cause you broke

And I been gettin' bands hella' lately, I'm fuckin' hoes

And I know that you mad, 'cause I count up the racks, bro

I ain't worried 'bout you, you like way in the past though

I got like five hoes, nigga feel like Pluto

And a number one hoe, you can call me Uno

And my name, yeah Madara, beat you like Naruto

And my main bitch shy, but she give some good throat

Haha, aye

[Verse 3: angelus & ericdoa]

Yeah, ha, ha

I got all designer in my closet, you cannot afford it

12 o'clock, mix it with the rush, I really like it

Fucked up, bitch I'm really better on my 'lone shit

Why these lil' niggas actin' like they really 'bout to do shit?

Steppin' on these niggas, yeah you niggas is some ants, yeah

Me and Dolly robbin' niggas, get the money out his hands, yeah

Smoke that gas I'm so high, yeah, I don't think that I can land, yeah

I heard you was talkin' shit so I consider him a fan, yeah

(I'm recording this in my fucking house)

[Verse 4: ericdoa]

Aye, I just want a fat bitch on my dick (Bro what?)

She the type to get comfortable, make her reload all my clicks

And that boy talkin' real crazy, he gettin' lit back with that shit

Okay, you give me that headache

To get your money, took a decade

I'm chasing this money, just to make sure that my friends ate

Yeah, our shit bout to pay, that shit come by Thursday

Yeah, all these boys, they lack, and I mean it in the worst way

Aye, jump-jump, aye jump, watcha' doing?

Aye, bullets they comin' from different sides, you best get movin'

Aye, duckin', I'm weavin', I'm with my gang, we get to shootin'

Aye, that bitch gon' text me, and she gon' ask me what I'm doing

I'm in a brand new whip, with the gang, and we crusin'

[Verse 5: SEBii]

I got cash, I got racks

If you want, talk 'bout that

I spent a bag at Armani, and I just let it slip

She tell me, I smell like doo-doo, I told her I'm the shit

Yeah, your diamonds, they so fake

I got cash, just like I'm Tay

All the baddies, they say "hey"

Damn, you're broke? I can't relate

Five-star restaurant, eating steak

They want a feat, then that's a payment

Keep on talkin' shit, we push your head to the pavement

Choppa, yeah, it sing, bite you like some fangs

Posted with the gang, with us you cannot hang

Aye, bang-bang into the room, like Ariana

Bang-bang, all over you, now you are not a-

[Verse 6: d0llywood1]

(You're surrounded, punk! Ha!)

I am really burnin', I'm off the Earth

I'm on a different Planet, not Neilaworld

If you keep talking, make sure to tell them that I won

20 on them bands, I had to show 'em what I'm worth

Dressed up my lil' bitch in designer, I cannot say how much it's worth

Feel like Quinn, I set my pajamas, I go to sleep up off this perc

And I know these niggas behind us, I had to swerve I had to (skrrt!)

And we eatin' Big Benihanas, we countin' blue Benji's, hunnids

We countin' blue Benjamin Franklins we don't count no Jacksons

You want that lil' feature, better pay the tax then

I'm laughing at you niggas, huh, Michael Blackson

And free all of my niggas, uh, movin' packs in

[Chorus: d0llywood1]

Gang in a brand new whip (gang!), uh, we swervin' shit

I think my choppa really gay 'cause all it do is eat out niggas

And I can't take no flicks, uh, can't take no pics

And I can't really do nothing 'cause all these bitches want cuff me

I swear I can't do that shit, uh

I really got my lil' shawty another droptop, if she fuck with the gang and shit

Yeah, this perc shit permanent, uh, man I'm so fucked up

You can get comfortable, baby, you can put your foot up

Gang in a brand new whip, uh, we swervin' shit

I think my choppa really gay 'cause all it do is eat out niggas

And I can't take no flicks, uh, can't take no pics

And I can't really do nothing 'cause all these bitches want cuff me

I swear I can't do that shit, uh

I really got my lil' shawty another droptop, if she fuck with the gang and shit

Yeah, this perc shit permanent, uh, man I'm so fucked up

You can get comfortable, baby, you can put your foot up

Why is it so hard to not hear?