Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Bitch, you can't hang with the gang
I don't give a fuck I don't stain
Ran off with your money, you lame
And then I would buy me a chain
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
I pull up and fuck on your main
That Rollie that's on me is plain
My shooters they cock it and aim
They send a few shots at your brain
I pull up and fuck on your main
21 ****, the gang
I know a few **** who changed
I could never ever change
Hit the cup and switch leans
Hit the gas and switch lanes
I'm nothing like these lames
I really sold cocaine
I run up a check and I fuck it up
I fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
You play with the gang we gon' fuck you up
You know that we strapped **** buckle up
I cut on the stove and the water
Them diamonds they on me, they water
I don't give a fuck about your daughter
You play with the gang you get slaughtered
That's two hunnid thousand in cash
(Two hunnid in cash, what?)
Two hunnid all over my dash
Twelve get behind me, I smash
These **** they try to be friendly
You know that these bitches they friendly
We not gon' show you no pity
Pull up and murder your bitty
Y'all **** know what the fuck poppin', ****
Fuck you mean
21, 21, 21
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Bitch, you can't hang with the gang
I don't give a fuck, I don't stain
Ran off with your money you lame
And then I would buy me a chain
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
I pull up and fuck on your main
That Rollie that's on me it's plain
My shooters they cock it and aim
They send a few shots at your brain
I don't give a fuck 'bout no motherfucking stain
Ran off with my plug and I bought me a chain
I watching it rain
I watching it rain
Yeah, watching it rain
Aye, I'm watching your main
Pull up on your bitch
Make her suck on the dick
She fucking the clique
Aye, she loving the clique
We ain't loving no bitch
We chasing money and shit
Pull up in foreigns and shit
That pussy get borin' and shit
I'd rather go get me some head
Blue hunnids I wish they was red
You try me you know that you dead
You pussy I know that you scared
I keep me a thirty
These bitches be thirsty
You know that we workin'
You know that we servin'
21, yeah ****
21 gang, ****
Y'all **** know what the fuck going on ****
Still on the bullshit ****
21, 21, 21
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Bitch, you can't hang with the gang
I don't give a fuck 'bout no stain
Ran off with your money, you lame
And then I would buy me a chain
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
I pull up and fuck on your main
That Rollie that's on me it's plain
My shooters they cock it and aim
They send a few shots at your brain
Writer(s):
21 Savage.
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