Respect her gangsta
She be on her gun smuggle
Bundles of dope in a backpack It's nothin' but smoke
Any op's that wanna clapback
Feel the backdraft when she spazz
And let the mac off Rat's don't survive 'round here, they get trapped dog
Hand game nice, wax on - wax off Gangsta's respect her gangsta, hats off
She blast off in a Ashton Martin Mistaken for a fashion model rather often
She 6-feet with Hangisi Pumps on Pistol grip
Pump in the trunk of the black Rubicon
Head or gut, she never give a damn
She'll cut a mothafucka up, Edward Scissorhands
Stick 'em up, you better have more than 50 grand
Don't give a fuck, red dots on your triggerman
She plugged in, supplyin' the East Coast Greek, Colombian, Black and Phillipino
El Camino, transportin' kilos Mountains of coke, turn the 'hood into a sky slope
She ride dick, ain't no one fuckin' with her deep throat
She type chick to put the snub to your meatloaf
You couldn't see hawks
If you was Beast Mode creepin' up on you to empty out the reload
Just like a scene from Casino Baseball bat your face
When you disgrace the G-Code
I respect her gangsta when it hits the fan when it all goes down
She gone be by my side keepin it gangsta
She dont fuck wit no lames no she don't keep it gully when she out these streets
Oh i love my super sexy woman cause she's so gangsta
She bend the block in a Alpha Romeo
Niggas scatter from the sound of the draco
Ain't nothin' badder than a bitch that get down for the payroll
And bad bitches don't be fuckin' with fake hoes
Lay low, finance a war for drug turf
Niggas don't wanna get shot, they heard about the gun work
Her reputation speaks louder than words And everything you heard
You better believe, the pound's in her purse Found in the dirt, tied and buried alive
Just because you could drive, don't mean you ready to ride
Bullets fly by quick, there's a method to her madness Weapons
Gang shit, stretched in a casket
Keep fuckin' with them fuck arounds and you gon get fucked around
She got her hands in everything above the ground Peruvian Silk
Gold uzi - custom built
Coolin' in jacuzzi full of fruits and coconut milk
I respect her gangsta when it hits the fan when it all goes down
She gone be by my side keepin it gangsta
She dont fuck wit no lames no she don't keep it gully when she out these streets
Oh i love my super sexy woman cause she's so gangsta
Bundles of dope in a backpack It's nothin' but smoke
Any op's that wanna clapback
Feel the backdraft when she spazz
And let the mac off Rat's don't survive 'round here, they get trapped dog
Hand game nice, wax on - wax off Gangsta's respect her gangsta, hats off
She blast off in a Ashton Martin Mistaken for a fashion model rather often
She 6-feet with Hangisi Pumps on Pistol grip
Pump in the trunk of the black Rubicon
Head or gut, she never give a damn
She'll cut a mothafucka up, Edward Scissorhands
Stick 'em up, you better have more than 50 grand
Don't give a fuck, red dots on your triggerman
She plugged in, supplyin' the East Coast Greek, Colombian, Black and Phillipino
El Camino, transportin' kilos Mountains of coke, turn the 'hood into a sky slope
She ride dick, ain't no one fuckin' with her deep throat
She type chick to put the snub to your meatloaf
You couldn't see hawks
If you was Beast Mode creepin' up on you to empty out the reload
Just like a scene from Casino Baseball bat your face
When you disgrace the G-Code
I respect her gangsta when it hits the fan when it all goes down
She gone be by my side keepin it gangsta
She dont fuck wit no lames no she don't keep it gully when she out these streets
Oh i love my super sexy woman cause she's so gangsta
She bend the block in a Alpha Romeo
Niggas scatter from the sound of the draco
Ain't nothin' badder than a bitch that get down for the payroll
And bad bitches don't be fuckin' with fake hoes
Lay low, finance a war for drug turf
Niggas don't wanna get shot, they heard about the gun work
Her reputation speaks louder than words And everything you heard
You better believe, the pound's in her purse Found in the dirt, tied and buried alive
Just because you could drive, don't mean you ready to ride
Bullets fly by quick, there's a method to her madness Weapons
Gang shit, stretched in a casket
Keep fuckin' with them fuck arounds and you gon get fucked around
She got her hands in everything above the ground Peruvian Silk
Gold uzi - custom built
Coolin' in jacuzzi full of fruits and coconut milk
I respect her gangsta when it hits the fan when it all goes down
She gone be by my side keepin it gangsta
She dont fuck wit no lames no she don't keep it gully when she out these streets
Oh i love my super sexy woman cause she's so gangsta
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Writer(s): Javon Townes
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