I Swear 2 Gang!
Rosko on the track
Smokin' on gas, it smell like I pooted
I'm off the xanny, I'm booted
You think that I'm cuffin'? You gotta be stupid
I'm gettin' money, yeah, they call me the cool kid
I'm off of the lean, nigga, got me too licked
Yvngxchris on top, niggas know I do this
Bitch, I got a bust down Richard Mille
I'm savin' that money, nigga, Lil Dicky
I'm Timmy Turner, finna fuck on a Vicky
Like Shark Tales, yeah, that pussy was fishy
I'm takin' your chain
That nigga be cappin,' he not with the gang
I'ma get to the money, I go to the bank
That fuckboy lazy, but he not a Jay
Said that boy yvngxchris got that fame
Now all the bitches know my name
Ayy, who that?
Glocky on my body, make that pussy nigga prolly drop
Pull up in a foreign, bitch nigga, I'ma drop that top
Pull up with the Glocky on me, all you heard was "Grrah, grrah, grrah"
Bitches in the telly, all you niggas heard was "Gah, gah, gah"
Shorty in the telly tryna fuck, lil' baby lookin' moist
I just a Glock, I'm finna test it on you pussy boys
Nigga live in Michigan but I got shooters in Detroit
Shorty keep on textin' on my phone, I get so damn annoyed
And a 'Droid in her fuckin' pocket, I'ma tange boy
Her favorite genre R&B, she say that she's a fan of Lloyd
Pull up fifty deep up to your spot, that's some' you can't avoid
And she said she can't fuck with me, she fuckin' with this dancer boy
I'm not tryna date you, baby, I'm just tryna skeet
And she said that's a bet, cuz' that ho is a freak
And she like a Hellcat, she for the streets
If you don't got a Bills hat, you gotta leave
If you not fuckin' with me, nigga, S.M.D
I'm not rockin' Balenci's, rockin' NMD's
That boy want a feature, nigga, pay your fees
And she want the dick, shorty, get on your knees
And that nigga yvngxchris on top, you lose
I said if you give me some head
I'ma buy you a Birkin but that motherfucker was fooled
I hit me a stain on a goddamn plug
And I'm finna slide out in a drop-top coupe
And my nigga, I'm happy as a fuckin' bitch
But the bread in my pocket will always be blue
And that's on gang
Fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout man, real gang shit man
I ain't fuckin' with none of you niggas man, stain gang shit man
3900 shit, bruh
Real gang shit, ayy
Yvngxchris in this bitch, ayy
Yvngxchris in this bitch, ayy
On God
Smokin' on gas, it smell like I pooted
I'm off the xanny, I'm booted
You think that I'm cuffin'? You gotta be stupid
I'm gettin' money, yeah, they call me the cool kid
I'm off of the lean, nigga, got me too licked
Yvngxchris on top, niggas know I do this
Bitch, I got a bust down Richard Mille
I'm savin' that money, nigga, Lil Dicky
I'm Timmy Turner, finna fuck on a Vicky
Like Shark Tales, yeah, that pussy was fishy
I'm takin' your chain
That nigga be cappin,' he not with the gang
I'ma get to the money, I go to the bank
That fuckboy lazy, but he not a Jay
Said that boy yvngxchris got that fame
Now all the bitches know my name
Ayy, who that?
Glocky on my body, make that pussy nigga prolly drop
Pull up in a foreign, bitch nigga, I'ma drop that top
Pull up with the Glocky on me, all you heard was "Grrah, grrah, grrah"
Bitches in the telly, all you niggas heard was "Gah, gah, gah"
Shorty in the telly tryna fuck, lil' baby lookin' moist
I just a Glock, I'm finna test it on you pussy boys
Nigga live in Michigan but I got shooters in Detroit
Shorty keep on textin' on my phone, I get so damn annoyed
And a 'Droid in her fuckin' pocket, I'ma tange boy
Her favorite genre R&B, she say that she's a fan of Lloyd
Pull up fifty deep up to your spot, that's some' you can't avoid
And she said she can't fuck with me, she fuckin' with this dancer boy
I'm not tryna date you, baby, I'm just tryna skeet
And she said that's a bet, cuz' that ho is a freak
And she like a Hellcat, she for the streets
If you don't got a Bills hat, you gotta leave
If you not fuckin' with me, nigga, S.M.D
I'm not rockin' Balenci's, rockin' NMD's
That boy want a feature, nigga, pay your fees
And she want the dick, shorty, get on your knees
And that nigga yvngxchris on top, you lose
I said if you give me some head
I'ma buy you a Birkin but that motherfucker was fooled
I hit me a stain on a goddamn plug
And I'm finna slide out in a drop-top coupe
And my nigga, I'm happy as a fuckin' bitch
But the bread in my pocket will always be blue
And that's on gang
Fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout man, real gang shit man
I ain't fuckin' with none of you niggas man, stain gang shit man
3900 shit, bruh
Real gang shit, ayy
Yvngxchris in this bitch, ayy
Yvngxchris in this bitch, ayy
On God
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Writer(s): Yvngxchris
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