Kriss Kross

Gang
Gang, Gang Gang Gang
Big O
Gang, Gang Gang Gang
Look
I said big drum
Talking out his neck yeah that's that shit that get your shit slumped
Forty with a mag, I'm in my bag, I'll let that shit dump
Pussy, had me thinkin' that I missed sum
Feelin' just like Kriss Kross on the way I make that shit jump
Damn, and you ain't slide
Countin' G's up in this wheel, it got me feeling just like Raud
Saying he got get his get back had to tell 'em prolly not
Cuz we gon' slide
And put him with his mans up in the sky

That shit crazy
How niggas said they want me meet my demise
But these niggas get no money so they sellin' niggas lies
Heard you sacrificed your homie now you sellin' niggas lives
We gon' catch them while he lacking
We gon slide down to his job
And then we drop shit and double up
SOS don't fumble up
Caught him with his bitch while they in they bed all cuddled up
Always keep two switches by my side like that shit Double Dutch
Then slide off in the Johnny what the fuck I look like runnin' up
But nigga imma walk 'em down
Phantom feeling saucy now
Sent him to the devil since I heard that he like talking down
Call that switch a bitch cuz it's gon' take 'em off the market now
Nigga I'm the hottest even though they try their hardest now
Said bitches on my dick cuz they see me and homie poppin' now
Shawty tryna top me cuz she see that we the topic now
Married to this money now this shawty tryna lock me down
But a nigga up, watch how we gon' blast off like a rocket now

I said big drum
Talking out his neck yeah that's that shit that get your shit slumped
Forty with a mag, I'm in my bag, I'll let that shit dump
Pussy, had me thinkin' that I missed sum
Feelin jus like Kriss Kross on the way I make that shit jump
Damn and you ain't slide
Countin' G's up in this wheel, it got me feeling just like Raud
Saying he got get his get back had to tell 'em prolly not
Cuz we gon' slide
And put him with his mans up in the sky



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Writer(s): Sulaymaan Carter
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