Gangster

Mop the city
Guns get wiki
Pussy nigga
Play he feel it
Opps and business
Opps and business
Opps and business
Opps and business
Nigga you a bitch when you became gangster
you say you go crazy you got that gun you think you armed and dangerous
Trap out like Griselda
Whatever that gun gone change the weather
Pick this bitch up like I could never I still blow this metal
Nigga say it's perky in his system he gone fucking die Play with us he be the victim
I ain't stoping to I succeed with that body on my mind
He dead ass fuck why y'all condoning that nigga
Off with his head he can fuck around and get his brain pop
Blew off his top an get the knocking the dust off da dirty glock
How you do that?
I get to rocking retros with the dirty socks
We'll drop the water in the spot and get the whole block mop nigga
Dumb shit dumb shit pull up with the dumb shit
I get the hunnits throw them bitches in the air like ion need it
Oh that's your bitch?
I tell her eat it up and swallow all my semen
And I'll cut a fuck nigga leave that fuck nigga leaking
It's really alive opps in my city nigga
Drugs
We want all of the drama
We want all of da opps slump
And fuck my cousin he a bitch he ain't gone use he's stick
He'll shoot his self before he make the fucking news lit
Give me a Tempur pedic I can't sleep I need this rest
Say you be gliding with that nine but quick to blow the tec
Don't take that rap shit to the head cuz you will lose your mind
Say I can't rap boy that's cap boy you outta line
Bitch I'm still that nigga ain't no hoe in my bloodline
Bitch I'm that nigga ain't no hoe in my bloodline



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Writer(s): Jaquan Johnson
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