Gangsta Muzic
Huncho
They gotta turn me up on this on
On gang
False claim
Which gang is you reppin
Don't reach for my chain
Cause my Whole gang they steppin
Couple still felons
they still totin weapons
I heard he confessing
He Catching these blessings
Just Sent em to heaven
She Can't be main my bitch but she second
Designed we flexin
I just told genie book me a session
Back to back sessions
ain't got time for resting
She don't love me She just love my music
Wanna be part of gang Then prove it
All this drip we got on
Too exclusive
niggas cant be me
just look how the shoe fit
Talking bout money
I'm never refusing
Forever I'm choosing
Steppin on shit
Cause it feel therapeutic
Gave me her soul
Now that bitch actin clueless
Shit is Just Gangsta music
My shooter got aim
20 cars deep
I've been riding with gang
Just Hope we don't lose it
She fly to my city
Atlanta to Houston
Broke up wit my ex bitch
I heard she was choosing
Heard that lil nigga want smoke
well let's do it
My niggas into it
Aint rappin we prove it
Told me she just want to fuck my music
Bring ya best friend
I ain't into excuses
Pass the rock to the gang
feel just like chris Paul
We gon make that boy lay
like Nate no Jake Paul
Can't save a hoe
Black Bruce Wayne with no cape on
Still got my chain on
Can't get my name wrong
She gon make this her theme song
Bust down my wrist
now I'm icey wayne greski
She want to fuck me
then ride on the jet ski
I've Been waiting on God to come bless me
See that new Nigga
He a bitch don't impress me
We gon leave the clip empty
My new bitch in fendi
They said That I'm trendy
Ain't even past 20
They told me they love me but envy
I'm riding in Bentleys
My niggas tote semis
And no they ain't friendly
Gang turn me up
Gangsta music
It's deadly
False claim
Which gang is you reppin
Don't reach for my chain
Cause my Whole gang they steppin
Couple still felons
they still totin weapons
I heard he confessing
He Catching these blessings
Just Sent em to heaven
She Can't be main my bitch but she second
Designed we flexin
I just told genie book me a session
Back to back sessions
ain't got time for resting
She don't love me She just love my music
Wanna be part of gang Then prove it
All this drip we got on
Too exclusive
niggas cant be me
just look how the shoe fit
Talking bout money
I'm never refusing
Forever I'm choosing
Steppin on shit
Cause it feel therapeutic
Gave me her soul
Now that bitch actin clueless
Shit is Just Gangsta music
They gotta turn me up on this on
On gang
False claim
Which gang is you reppin
Don't reach for my chain
Cause my Whole gang they steppin
Couple still felons
they still totin weapons
I heard he confessing
He Catching these blessings
Just Sent em to heaven
She Can't be main my bitch but she second
Designed we flexin
I just told genie book me a session
Back to back sessions
ain't got time for resting
She don't love me She just love my music
Wanna be part of gang Then prove it
All this drip we got on
Too exclusive
niggas cant be me
just look how the shoe fit
Talking bout money
I'm never refusing
Forever I'm choosing
Steppin on shit
Cause it feel therapeutic
Gave me her soul
Now that bitch actin clueless
Shit is Just Gangsta music
My shooter got aim
20 cars deep
I've been riding with gang
Just Hope we don't lose it
She fly to my city
Atlanta to Houston
Broke up wit my ex bitch
I heard she was choosing
Heard that lil nigga want smoke
well let's do it
My niggas into it
Aint rappin we prove it
Told me she just want to fuck my music
Bring ya best friend
I ain't into excuses
Pass the rock to the gang
feel just like chris Paul
We gon make that boy lay
like Nate no Jake Paul
Can't save a hoe
Black Bruce Wayne with no cape on
Still got my chain on
Can't get my name wrong
She gon make this her theme song
Bust down my wrist
now I'm icey wayne greski
She want to fuck me
then ride on the jet ski
I've Been waiting on God to come bless me
See that new Nigga
He a bitch don't impress me
We gon leave the clip empty
My new bitch in fendi
They said That I'm trendy
Ain't even past 20
They told me they love me but envy
I'm riding in Bentleys
My niggas tote semis
And no they ain't friendly
Gang turn me up
Gangsta music
It's deadly
False claim
Which gang is you reppin
Don't reach for my chain
Cause my Whole gang they steppin
Couple still felons
they still totin weapons
I heard he confessing
He Catching these blessings
Just Sent em to heaven
She Can't be main my bitch but she second
Designed we flexin
I just told genie book me a session
Back to back sessions
ain't got time for resting
She don't love me She just love my music
Wanna be part of gang Then prove it
All this drip we got on
Too exclusive
niggas cant be me
just look how the shoe fit
Talking bout money
I'm never refusing
Forever I'm choosing
Steppin on shit
Cause it feel therapeutic
Gave me her soul
Now that bitch actin clueless
Shit is Just Gangsta music
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Writer(s): Rhodean Ambersley
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