Gang Pt. 2 (feat. Yung Simmie)

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I've been so hood, don't come my way
(Don't come my way)
Choppers and Glocks hit niggas' face
(Hit niggas' face)
If you not fam, get stomped by the gang
(Get stomped by the what?)
If you not fam, get stomped by the gang, Ay

I've been so hood, they be loving my lingo
My niggas gon' take all your shit like they D-Bo
We shooting this bitch out the gym,Tyler Hero
From Cali the real ones, we stay serving them kilos

We came up from nothing, we started from zeroes
I don't fuck with weirdos, look a bit like
my ego
Cut em up like they emo, finna look like a
freak show
This nigga a pussy, what you think he a Leo (huh?)
Like, whoa, wait, whoa, no
Hollow tip rip through his dome,
I know he grown
Kidnap his mom, leave her dead back at home
I've been that nigga, I'ma make sure it's known
When I die, make sure it's written on my stone
Bury me next to my opps just to show, I'm none of them niggas, so lower your tone

I'ma step in this bitch, keep her strapped like a dyke (what?)
Extend up the muzzle, my chopper longer than Dwight (pow)
On site, run up on him, he saw flashes in the night (sha, sha)
This ain't Mortal Kombat, nigga, we gon' really test your might
Blocker, blocker, chopper, hit his body, now he half his height (boom)
Quit fucking with a real nigga, I ain't finna say it twice
Fuck me over, nigga, then you really fucking with your life
On God, nigga, I ain't finna let a motherfucka slide
Look, we gon' spin, spin, hit chins, hanging out the roof in a motherfuckin' Benz (skrrrrrrr)
Nigga, fuck you, fuck you, fuck them,
And let's not forget about your motherfuckin' bitch (slut)
Last thing y'all heard was the motherfuckin clip
My gang finna run up on a nigga in his crib (pow)
Pistol whip, yo, sis, throat, slit that bitch (pow)
(Damn, Sav, this is sounding hella sick)

Ayy,

I'ma catch a body, hit him with a Tommy Tommy, get him, got him choppin' like a bocce I'ma bring my army (what?)
Sorry sounding cocky
No one finna fucking stop me, had to bag up all these bodies so my soul Illuminati

Was a good child, but the devil kept on callin (huh?)
Nigga, hit me up, tell me,
'Why is you stallin'?
Honestly, nigga, the money is callin
And there ain't no other way, no other option"
These bitches crazy for a nigga, killing niggas and you know how I be
Sav for the dub, only I on my team
Now you lame niggas, I'm running the league
Hop off my dick, you some pussies, I bleed
Chopper hit him, made him bust out his spleen
Fucking yo bitch and I pass to the team
You not a loc, you a bitch, keep it G

I've been so hood, don't come my way
(Don't come my way)
Choppers and Glocks hit niggas' face
(Hit niggas' face)
If you not fam, get stomped by the gang
(Get stomped by the what?) (Yuh)
If you not fam, get stomped by the gang

(pow, pow, pow)

Seven grand blunt, lick it like a cigar (shuh)
I'm with your bitch when I hop out the car (shkurt)
You talking that shit, you get rocked in your jaw
It's 200 to dash, I don't fuck with the law
Roll up some trees, I'm smokin' on logs (pow, pow, pow)
I'm in the streets, I don't fuck with the blogs (nah)
Bitch, I do magic and step out the fog
Bitch, I'm a savage, I'm takin' it all (pow)
Who be that nigga who asking the questions?
Simmie that nigga, pop up with a weapon (graaa)
Fucking yo bitch, if I did, it's a blessing
Fucking your bitch, she take dick when I'm stressing (yuhhh)
Glock with the beam, lay him down like he stretching
He back in the gym since he thought he was flexing (wooo)
Cut off your wrist if you reach for my necklace Cause it can get reckless, I leave a bitch neck less

I've been so hood, don't come my way (neck less)
(Don't come my way)
Choppers and Glocks hit niggas' face
(Hit niggas' face)
If you not fam, get stomped by the gang
(Get stomped by the what?)
If you not fam, get stomped by the gang