I'm Back
Where the opp's
Yeah these fuck nigga's scared
We gone spin on his block
We gone fill him with led
Spin again and go make sure that nigga dead
I gotta glock for a opp and we gone bust his head
And they know that a nigga on go
And that bitch wanna fuck cause a nigga gone blow
And i be on the block but keep that on the low
If you speak on the gang then we upping the score
Why these nigga's be cap they aint really stepping
Double k he gone slide we like Mac and Devin
Got a glock on my side it's a loaded weapon
And i stole my 1st car when I was a freshman
I was only 15 I was pistol packing
If u run up on us, yeah we never lacking
And that bitch wanna fuck cause my money stacking
So I bend that bitch over hit from the back end
I was broke den a bitch I got guap now
I was at the bottom now look im at the top now
If you play with the gang, you'll get shot down
Boom boom bang bang, that the glock sound
Gotta freaky lil hoe, but that bitch she do cocaine
I hang with some steppers them nigga's got no names
They say i'm on fire so get me some propane
Got that lil hoe in line like that bitch watching soul train
I feel like im BFG cause i got the straap
If you make the wrong move den yo gang getting clapped
I feel like sofaygo knock em off the map
Then it's back to the trap I ain't fucking with rap
And I'll Call up Lil E he gone slide like a skater
I come to block, I'm serving like a waiter
She suck on me now she gone fuck on me later
I stay bout my bread bitch i be counting paper
Gang
Yeah these fuck nigga's scared
We gone spin on his block
We gone fill him with led
Spin again and go make sure that nigga dead
I gotta glock for a opp and we gone bust his head
And they know that a nigga on go
And that bitch wanna fuck cause a nigga gone blow
And i be on the block but keep that on the low
If you speak on the gang then we upping the score
Why these nigga's be cap they aint really stepping
Double k he gone slide we like Mac and Devin
Got a glock on my side it's a loaded weapon
And i stole my 1st car when I was a freshman
I was only 15 I was pistol packing
If u run up on us, yeah we never lacking
And that bitch wanna fuck cause my money stacking
So I bend that bitch over hit from the back end
I was broke den a bitch I got guap now
I was at the bottom now look im at the top now
If you play with the gang, you'll get shot down
Boom boom bang bang, that the glock sound
Gotta freaky lil hoe, but that bitch she do cocaine
I hang with some steppers them nigga's got no names
They say i'm on fire so get me some propane
Got that lil hoe in line like that bitch watching soul train
I feel like im BFG cause i got the straap
If you make the wrong move den yo gang getting clapped
I feel like sofaygo knock em off the map
Then it's back to the trap I ain't fucking with rap
And I'll Call up Lil E he gone slide like a skater
I come to block, I'm serving like a waiter
She suck on me now she gone fuck on me later
I stay bout my bread bitch i be counting paper
Gang
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Writer(s): Trill Trey
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