Designer Gang

Ray ray ray ray ray ray

Come on mane
Aye pick up the phone
Let's go mane, shit
Mane fuck
Fuck it let's go
Yea

These b!+€# niggas know that I'm on
Drunk as fuck took twelve shots of patron
I got my brother, ain' have it on my own
Have the nigga coming in your home, dissing on a song
Beat on that b!+€#, like pans and pots
Come through on your block, like Lil Wayne block is hot
Big rims on the car off the lot
Green money in my pocket like mold, yeah it's rotten
Come fuck my nigga lil' whore
Fuck your man we'll buss down his door
Chanel on me and I got with Dior
Ain gotta move, catch a body with my feet up
Big Mac with the Gucci, and I'm double G'd up
Crip niggas on the left side, double C'd up
Yellow diamonds on me looking peed up
Yeah I sold a whole pound, now I need to re-up

Send them shots if you dissing in a song
Have my nigga pull up to his home in his dome
Ion' give a fuck nigga what you on
Yen' getting money nigga yen' what I'm on
Ha ha
Yen' on what I'm on
Pull up to his spot, spend em' like a tire with the chrome
Call it invasion we run through his home
We kidnap his babies and you know we gone

Who that is with the big ass stick in the side
These niggas knowing imma' ride
Imma top chef nigga
I'll feed him bullets give him Nine
I'll send a nigga back in time
Dead nigga he deceased for real
You a big ole opp you the one I should kill
I'm not Johnny Dang imma' fuck up his grill
Like a baby we Cum in your Crib

These b!+€# niggas know that I'm on
Drunk as fuck took twelve shots of patron
I got my brother, ain' have it on my own
Have the nigga coming in your home, dissing on a song
Beat on that b!+€#, like pans and pots
Come through on your block, like Lil Wayne block is hot
Big rims on the car off the lot
Green money in my pocket like mold, yeah it's rotten
Come fuck my nigga lil' whore
Fuck your man we'll buss down his door
Chanel on me and I got with Dior
Ain gotta move, catch a body with my feet up
Big Mac with the Gucci, and I'm double G'd up
Crip niggas on the left side, double C'd up
Yellow diamonds on me looking peed up
Yeah I sold a whole pound, now I need to re-up

Yeah Yeah



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Writer(s): Ja’quavious Bardley
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