Winnn
They don't wanna see a nigga win (Yeah)
They don't wanna see a nigga win (Yeah)
They don't wanna see a nigga win (Yeah)
Top off the Benz turn a hater to a fan
Don't want the fame it be changing ya friends
Rich off of rap come and get you a 'band'
Bitches be bad but they pop out with men
Now they with me cause I pop out with bands
I sold my soul now they calling my man's
I stand on what I say cause I'm really a man
I'm not a kid but got dreams and a plan
Wanted to hoop had to switch up the plan (Switch up)
I want you and ya sis, I want you and ya friend
This shit bigger than rap, my whole gang gotta stack
And the seats match the whip know this Licorice Black
Give me top cause I'm mad why the seats laid back
Niggas mad bout a bitch I ain't cuffing a nat
I went platinum in Knox, give a fuck bout a plaque
I love bitches and money I'm living for that
Ima say what I want cause I'm living like that
You send shots at my gang and we sending em back
This is 'YF Gang'
When we drop that's a wrap
And a YF chain, ima get all of that
And they screaming my name, I'm in love with the fact
"Fat bitches give good head" nigga that's a fact
I was chilling out in Buckhead tryna get racks
Big bro made a lot off selling them packs
Why my bro like to shoot like he live in Chiraq? (Bow, boom)
Aye bro did you poot? He say "nah that's a pack"
That's a stack full of 20s (A what) that's a 10
Chilling with bro said he be right back
I was right there, I was in there rapping (Rapping)
Lot of niggas rap but they really be capping (Capping)
Niggas gang bang get killed that's "tragic" (Gang)
Fuck yo gang, lotta you niggas ain't having (Fuck em)
She just wanna gang (Gang)
She just wanna gang (Gang) I just wanna gang
She just wanna gang (Gang)
Just wanna hang with gang (Gang)
She just wanna gang (Gang)
She just wanna gang (Gang) I just wanna gang
She just wanna gang (Gang)
Just wanna hang with gang (Gang)
She just wanna gang
She just wanna gang (Gang)
She just wanna gang (Gang) I just wanna gang
Just wanna hang with gang
She just wanna gang (Gang)
She just wanna gang (Gang)
She just wanna gang
Just wanna hang with gang
We got these hoes off the drank
Back door, what the fuck did you think?
Big money it'll fill up a sink
Bitch bad, when we step on the scene
Killing niggas in the mfn game (Uhh)
YF, he can't fuck with a lame
140 on the dash but I'm pushing 200 when I'm swerving lanes (Skrt, skrt)
Four bitches in the bathroom tryna kick shit like Johnny Cage
They got me insane
YF he high like a plane
Drugs, got my brain
I just wanna kill my self, well I wanted to (Damn)
But the check came thru for the music this a whole new way
Bitch ass niggas they be riding yo wave
Fuck a label I'm not a slave
400 For bathing ape
She eat me up then say grace
This shit way (Bigger than grace)
She pretty nut on her face
I want it need it today
She ready (She wanna play)
Spaghetti, slurp me ok
I'm blowing up anyway
My album it gotta way
This rap shit I made a way
They say I'm gone fadeaway
I tell them boys yeah (Ok)
I got my first hater late
Too much shit on me (It's a delay)
Motivated when I'm getting laid
Hella happy when I'm getting face
They don't wanna see a nigga win (Yeah)
They don't wanna see a nigga win (Yeah)
Top off the Benz turn a hater to a fan
Don't want the fame it be changing ya friends
Rich off of rap come and get you a 'band'
Bitches be bad but they pop out with men
Now they with me cause I pop out with bands
I sold my soul now they calling my man's
I stand on what I say cause I'm really a man
I'm not a kid but got dreams and a plan
Wanted to hoop had to switch up the plan (Switch up)
I want you and ya sis, I want you and ya friend
This shit bigger than rap, my whole gang gotta stack
And the seats match the whip know this Licorice Black
Give me top cause I'm mad why the seats laid back
Niggas mad bout a bitch I ain't cuffing a nat
I went platinum in Knox, give a fuck bout a plaque
I love bitches and money I'm living for that
Ima say what I want cause I'm living like that
You send shots at my gang and we sending em back
This is 'YF Gang'
When we drop that's a wrap
And a YF chain, ima get all of that
And they screaming my name, I'm in love with the fact
"Fat bitches give good head" nigga that's a fact
I was chilling out in Buckhead tryna get racks
Big bro made a lot off selling them packs
Why my bro like to shoot like he live in Chiraq? (Bow, boom)
Aye bro did you poot? He say "nah that's a pack"
That's a stack full of 20s (A what) that's a 10
Chilling with bro said he be right back
I was right there, I was in there rapping (Rapping)
Lot of niggas rap but they really be capping (Capping)
Niggas gang bang get killed that's "tragic" (Gang)
Fuck yo gang, lotta you niggas ain't having (Fuck em)
She just wanna gang (Gang)
She just wanna gang (Gang) I just wanna gang
She just wanna gang (Gang)
Just wanna hang with gang (Gang)
She just wanna gang (Gang)
She just wanna gang (Gang) I just wanna gang
She just wanna gang (Gang)
Just wanna hang with gang (Gang)
She just wanna gang
She just wanna gang (Gang)
She just wanna gang (Gang) I just wanna gang
Just wanna hang with gang
She just wanna gang (Gang)
She just wanna gang (Gang)
She just wanna gang
Just wanna hang with gang
We got these hoes off the drank
Back door, what the fuck did you think?
Big money it'll fill up a sink
Bitch bad, when we step on the scene
Killing niggas in the mfn game (Uhh)
YF, he can't fuck with a lame
140 on the dash but I'm pushing 200 when I'm swerving lanes (Skrt, skrt)
Four bitches in the bathroom tryna kick shit like Johnny Cage
They got me insane
YF he high like a plane
Drugs, got my brain
I just wanna kill my self, well I wanted to (Damn)
But the check came thru for the music this a whole new way
Bitch ass niggas they be riding yo wave
Fuck a label I'm not a slave
400 For bathing ape
She eat me up then say grace
This shit way (Bigger than grace)
She pretty nut on her face
I want it need it today
She ready (She wanna play)
Spaghetti, slurp me ok
I'm blowing up anyway
My album it gotta way
This rap shit I made a way
They say I'm gone fadeaway
I tell them boys yeah (Ok)
I got my first hater late
Too much shit on me (It's a delay)
Motivated when I'm getting laid
Hella happy when I'm getting face
Credits
Writer(s): Demias Munsey
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