Caution

Gang, gang, gang, gang
Tdot with me (RPT)
Edai with me
Lotti with me (4SEV, 4SEV)
Tell Stunna don't geek (Tell Stunna don't)
Gang, gang, gang, gang

All of my opps they bums (Like what?)
Like go get y'all gwuap up
Can't lack no way I play catch cool
Y'all niggas go straight to the doctor
And it's crazy how they talk on my gang (Like how?)
And they don't put in pain
Grab a chopper go pop sum
She a treesh and I tell her go mop sum
Gang, gang
All of my opps they bums (Like what?)
Like go get y'all gwuap up
Can't lack no way I play catch cool
Y'all niggas go straight to the doctor
And it's crazy how they talk on my gang
And they don't put in pain
Grab a chopper go pop sum'
She a treesh and I tell her go mop sum'
(HD, HD, gang gang gang)

Jiggy man that goose gotta go, and that red sweater too
My opps they got no bag, bad fits and they wastin
They money in the stu'
And they claiming shooter get shot, in that situation
It's you that got shot
They know when we hop out the V, Mally ran out his sneaks
Lil' B, I said spin through the what?
Lil' kid we'll give you a wedgie
My gang, yeah, cross they lane, so this shit gon get heavy
L.N.F said he grabbin' who? That nigga done fucked up
Better luck up
I'll slide to ya block with my gun tucked
Don't lack on ya block and think shit sweet
'Cause you'll go out like Noah
Don't got my pole, we got the V, I'ma fallback, we the poka
We talkin' bout Edot, baby, nigga, suck my dick
I'ma spin the hill one night, me and Lotti two deep
I'ma dump the whole clip
And I fell a benty, Stunna got Cho and I got D'USSÉ
'Till I copped the Henny (Gang, Gang Gang)

All of my opps they bums, like go get y'all gwuap up
Can't lack no way
I play catch cool y'all niggas go straight to the doctor
And it's crazy how they talk on my gang
And they don't put in pain
Grab a chopper and go pop sum'
She a treesh and I tell her, "Go mop sum'
(HD, HD, gang, gang, gang)

If they jackin' O gang, get the whole thing
Yeah, T not gon give 'em the rest
These bitches be hoe gang and do the whole gang
I don't want them, I only want checks and yeah
We them demons go everywhere, nigga, don't let it get ugly
I got my gun in my Subie, shawty a smoochie, she tryna do me
And we done clicked on Zay, poked on Dre, chased the Wraith
But my Drillys we bunny hop a nigga
I told my lil smooch set the trick
He a opp, he get crossed off the list
Told Lil Cam, pick up a stick and we still movin' senseless
We load that chop, we span that block now they hoppin' fences
Gang, Gang Gang gang
And we gon keep runnin' the city, he can get shot if he ballin' like
I said fuck that trip to McKinley, we sit back feet out smoke Benji'
And all of these bitches be treeshy
We ain't gon stop till they free YGzzly
That's a opp right there? (That's a opp, that's a opp?)
Clip that nigga (Clip that nigga)
Hit that nigga (Hit that nigga)
Tell Tdot don't miss that nigga (Don't miss that nigga)
They say they gon spin' till we all die (What?)
But they don't got poles
So I wanna know how is they really on wartime?
(Like how is they?) (Gang, Gang Gang)
They say the gon' spin till we all die (Like what?)
But they don't got poles
So I wanna know how is they really on wartime?
Like, how is they really on wartime?

All of my opps they bums
Like go get y'all gwuap up (Suck my dick)
Can't lack no way I play catch cool
Y'all niggas go straight to the doctor
And it's crazy how they talk on my gang
And they don't put in pain
Grab a choppa go pop sum' (Suck my dick)
She a treesh and tell her, "Go mop sum"

It's that DThang nigga, make 'em get jiggy
Before we shoot em you heard
R.I.P. Woo, suck my dick
Gang, gang, gang



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Collins, Charles Taylor
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