Go Gang

She gon' keep on asking for a half
What you gon' do for the whole thing
A demon a goblin, they want it we got it
We too lit we smoking on propane
Give a fuck bout your man
Put me in your phone you still got my contact as no name
Every day in the streets I got no shame
Brody rooting for me he like go gang

All these drugs I can't go out like Cobain
Not these niggas I feen for the paper
How I'm talking my actions relay it
I be making it harder to hate me

Give me head I'ma call you the greatest
With the bros if you sis I can't slay ya
I'm high as a bitch she get low as the pavement
I'm rolling up bali and sipping on laker

Shawty tryna chill no time for the past
That's right I'm back on your ass
Music and work in the stash
I'm back in my lane they hoping I crash
They counted me out and I ran up the dash
Threw dirt on my name I'm fresh out the bath
We out for the stepping you out to the dance
My wrist see it glistening it blings and it bang oh

We don't do no shit talk
All my niggas stick talk
For them bands youngen pull your strings none of em' play guitar
Never follow my ways just follow my moves I'm thuggin' get it from my big bruh
We getting paid tell the label to drop that budget I'ma run this shit up

She gon' keep on asking for a half
What you gon' do for the whole thing
A demon a goblin, they want it we got it
We too lit we smoking on propane
Give a fuck bout your man
Put me in your phone you still got my contact as no name
Every day in the streets I got no shame
Brody rooting for me he like go gang
She gon' keep on asking for a half
What you gon' do for the whole thing
A demon a goblin, they want it we got it
We too lit we smoking on propane
Give a fuck bout your man
Put me in your phone you still got my contact as no name
Every day in the streets I got no shame
Brody rooting for me he like go gang

Take a shot at a nigga I'm too strapped
Had to break shawty off got her groove back
Getting known in my city can't shoot that
Gave shawty her drip Betty Boop that

Spinning blocks getting jiggy with the ops
Say the word and we gon' handle that
Lil bro said he wants be the shooter
Best believe he gon' stand on that

Couple bands in this fanny pack
Whipping grams at my granny pad
Brody act a fool playing wit them tools
He the neighborhood handyman
Let's a take a trip to Caribbean
Bust it open where the sand be at
Charged up no battery pack
Off a perky I ain't plan to relapse oh

We don't do no shit talk
All my niggas stick talk
For dem bands youngen pull your strings none of em' play guitar
Never follow my ways just follow my moves I'm thuggin' get it from my big bruh
We getting paid tell the label to drop that budget I'ma run this shit up

She gon' keep on asking for a half
What you gon' do for the whole thing
A demon a goblin, they want it we got it
We too lit we smoking on propane
Give a fuck bout your man
Put me in your phone you still got my contact as no name
Every day in the streets I got no shame
Brody rooting for me he like go gang
She gon' keep on asking for a half
What you gon' do for the whole thing
A demon a goblin, they want it we got it
We too lit we smoking on propane
Give a fuck bout your man
Put me in your phone you still got my contact as no name
Every day in the streets I got no shame
Brody rooting for me he like go gang



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Writer(s): Brazy Burg
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