Lying
Yeah, Smurk
I ain't gon' lie, this shit be
I be on that shmurda sh-, that sh- over with
Like that, no auto
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob) Gang
Man, what?
N- b-, act like they be gettin' switches, n- lyin'
Hit my DM like they killers, n- really ain't outside
All these rappers act like killers, I be tryna bite my pride (gang, gang)
I be cooled up and-, f- that, ayy Zoo, post up outside (man, what?)
Who told these n- that they gang and they can hang? That sh- be strange
I be there, then I pull off, my entourage'll take your brain
We put switches on them glizzies, we ain't even got no time to aim (facts)
If you snitch, your a- can't come back 'round, we ain't that type of gang
You got your gun, and you be postin' on the 'Gram? (Yeah)
I can see it in your eyes, get in that jam and you will tell
In these streets, you really gotta watch them n- that sh-real
I shot dice with millionaires, so I don't really gamble Zelle, these n- losing (gang)
We gon' pop out on our feet, who out the roof? This sh- the truth
I ain't gon' speak on other cities, but Chiraq, that sh- a zoo
Pop a pill and ride around with your killers, that's the move
2015, killers talkin' 'bout who they killed, that sh- be new
Put your mask on (that's facts)
This that striker sh-, for sure
Put some tags on (go do it)
If your a- got a bag, put your guys on (put your guys on)
Brodie locked up for a body he ain't do, he got lied on (that's true)
Roll your blunt up (yeah)
Ain't no gas inside that stink, I'ma get him stuntin' us (stuntin' us)
Pop outside with two 30s, look like nunchucks (two 30s, two 30s)
Just to get inside, I'll probably give your guns up (yeah)
You a dumb f- (man, what?)
N- b-, act like they be gettin' switches, n- lyin'
Hit my DM like they killers, n- really ain't outside
All these rappers act like killers, I be tryna bite my pride (gang, gang)
I be cooled up and-, f-that, ayy Zoo, post up outside (man, what?)
Who told these n- that they gang and they can hang? That sh- be strange
I be there, then I pull off, my entourage'll take your brain
We put switches on them glizzies, we ain't even got no time to aim (facts)
If you snitch, your a- can't come back 'round, we ain't that type of gang
I never f- with none one of y'all, don't put that on my name
You ain't leech, you did a little fraud and went and bought a chain
I'ma stick out like a sore thumb, ain't none of us the same
I came up inside a dog house, my mom gave me the game
I bossed everyone up around me, how the f- I'm gon' complain?
Know my opps never gon' catch me, I'm ridin' bulletproof Range
I'm a real big dawg, on Sparks Street, my apartments go crazy
It's just somethin' 'bout that chopstick when that frying pan get shady
I was just dead broke, seem like yesterday, now I'm thankin' God that I made it
F- all these fake pages and these clout chasers, don't know of y'all know Baby
I'm being calm now, when that time come, I swear I'm playin' straight crazy
I'm at the top spot, they gotta pay me, y'all lil' n- move out my way
N- b-, act like they be gettin' switches, n- lyin'
Hit my DM like they killers, n- really ain't outside
All these rappers act like killers, I be tryna bite my pride (gang, gang)
I be cooled up and-, f- that, ayy Zoo, post up outside (man, what?)
Who told these n- that they gang and they can hang? That sh- be strange
I be there, then I pull off, my entourage'll take your brain
We put switches on them glizzies, we ain't even got no time to aim (facts)
If you snitch, your a- can't come back 'round, we ain't that type of gang
I ain't gon' lie, this shit be
I be on that shmurda sh-, that sh- over with
Like that, no auto
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob) Gang
Man, what?
N- b-, act like they be gettin' switches, n- lyin'
Hit my DM like they killers, n- really ain't outside
All these rappers act like killers, I be tryna bite my pride (gang, gang)
I be cooled up and-, f- that, ayy Zoo, post up outside (man, what?)
Who told these n- that they gang and they can hang? That sh- be strange
I be there, then I pull off, my entourage'll take your brain
We put switches on them glizzies, we ain't even got no time to aim (facts)
If you snitch, your a- can't come back 'round, we ain't that type of gang
You got your gun, and you be postin' on the 'Gram? (Yeah)
I can see it in your eyes, get in that jam and you will tell
In these streets, you really gotta watch them n- that sh-real
I shot dice with millionaires, so I don't really gamble Zelle, these n- losing (gang)
We gon' pop out on our feet, who out the roof? This sh- the truth
I ain't gon' speak on other cities, but Chiraq, that sh- a zoo
Pop a pill and ride around with your killers, that's the move
2015, killers talkin' 'bout who they killed, that sh- be new
Put your mask on (that's facts)
This that striker sh-, for sure
Put some tags on (go do it)
If your a- got a bag, put your guys on (put your guys on)
Brodie locked up for a body he ain't do, he got lied on (that's true)
Roll your blunt up (yeah)
Ain't no gas inside that stink, I'ma get him stuntin' us (stuntin' us)
Pop outside with two 30s, look like nunchucks (two 30s, two 30s)
Just to get inside, I'll probably give your guns up (yeah)
You a dumb f- (man, what?)
N- b-, act like they be gettin' switches, n- lyin'
Hit my DM like they killers, n- really ain't outside
All these rappers act like killers, I be tryna bite my pride (gang, gang)
I be cooled up and-, f-that, ayy Zoo, post up outside (man, what?)
Who told these n- that they gang and they can hang? That sh- be strange
I be there, then I pull off, my entourage'll take your brain
We put switches on them glizzies, we ain't even got no time to aim (facts)
If you snitch, your a- can't come back 'round, we ain't that type of gang
I never f- with none one of y'all, don't put that on my name
You ain't leech, you did a little fraud and went and bought a chain
I'ma stick out like a sore thumb, ain't none of us the same
I came up inside a dog house, my mom gave me the game
I bossed everyone up around me, how the f- I'm gon' complain?
Know my opps never gon' catch me, I'm ridin' bulletproof Range
I'm a real big dawg, on Sparks Street, my apartments go crazy
It's just somethin' 'bout that chopstick when that frying pan get shady
I was just dead broke, seem like yesterday, now I'm thankin' God that I made it
F- all these fake pages and these clout chasers, don't know of y'all know Baby
I'm being calm now, when that time come, I swear I'm playin' straight crazy
I'm at the top spot, they gotta pay me, y'all lil' n- move out my way
N- b-, act like they be gettin' switches, n- lyin'
Hit my DM like they killers, n- really ain't outside
All these rappers act like killers, I be tryna bite my pride (gang, gang)
I be cooled up and-, f- that, ayy Zoo, post up outside (man, what?)
Who told these n- that they gang and they can hang? That sh- be strange
I be there, then I pull off, my entourage'll take your brain
We put switches on them glizzies, we ain't even got no time to aim (facts)
If you snitch, your a- can't come back 'round, we ain't that type of gang
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Writer(s): Durk D. Banks, Dominique Jones, Jacob Atl Jacob Canady
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