Coolin' with My Gang

(Bitch)
Whi-whipping' up the pot, nigga you can see the pot
Aye I'm posted on the block, and I'm runnin' from the cops
You not even from my area, boy you kinda lost
Fuck I look like copying people, boy I got my own sauce
Yeah
Backwoods what I smoke nigga you can hear the cough
Smoking on this fucking dope, I could barely fucking walk
If you do not think about no money, then we can not talk
Coolin wit my gang
Coolin wit my gang
Coolin wit my gang, bitch I'm coolin wit my gang
Pussy ass niggas always love to fucking hate
Don't speak on me, I'll send you outta state
That nigga snakey, but I seen it anyways
Smoke a backwood and it's a good day
Trap-Trappin with my niggas and you know it's a good day
I got a green beam no 2K
My home studio, that's about 2k
I jus be making music, these niggas love to hate
But that's ok cause imma keep grinding anyway
Imma stack my bread up and keep grinding anyway
Coolin wit my gang
Coolin wit my gang
Coolin wit my gang, bitch I'm coolin wit my gang
Coolin wit my gang
Coolin wit my gang
Coolin wit my gang bitch I'm coolin wit my gang



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Writer(s): Muhamed Cherif, Rifa Sodxmg
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