4Dagang
For the gang
Bringing pain, woo
For the gang
For the, brrr
Everything I do I do it for the gang
I got a blicky and a choppa let it bang
Aretha Franklin with a choppa let it sang
Aretha Franklin how my blicky droppin banger
Michael Jackson moon walk him for his chain
Freddie Kruger bout that paper bringing pain
Freddie Kruger bout my bitch I go insane
Michael Jackson moon walk him in that rain
Everything I do I do it for the gang
I got a blicky and a choppa let it bang
Michael Jackson moon walk him for his chain
Freddie Kruger bout that paper bringing pain
Freddie Kruger bout my bitch I go insane
Walker Texas Ranger with a blicky let it sang
Why all these pussy Niggas wanna speak up on my name
If you not GGA or YFN then you not gang
I call Pound and I know that Nigga with it
Free YFN Lucci what they yellin round the city
5'10 light skin big ol titties
She leave Dr. Miami and I know I'm bout to hit it
I'm with all of the scammers in Atlanta yeah let's get it
We Bussin down them bales we finesse Em and we split it
Like Dora in explorers in that truck screamin we did it
Like Dora in explorers in that truck screamin we did it
Everything I do I do it for the gang
I got a blicky and a choppa let it bang
Aretha Franklin with a choppa let it sang
Aretha Franklin how my blicky droppin bangers
Michael Jackson moon walk him for his chain
Freddie Kruger bout that paper bringing pain
Freddie Kruger bout my bitch I go insane
Michael Jackson moon walk him in that rain
Everything I do I do it for the gang
I got a blicky and a choppa let it bang
Michael Jackson moon walk him for his chain
Freddie Kruger bout that paper bringing pain
GGA that's who I do it for the gang
I hopped off in that Vette and make em sweat by servin lanes, skrtt skrtt
I'm with that bartender no Tpain
VVS diamonds all on my neck I break the bank
I walk inside of the mall and I make these bitches faint
I walk inside fendi spray that money like it's paint
These Nigga's say they with it but I know they really they ain't
These niggas talk like bitches air it out and blow they brain
Everything I do I do it for the gang
I got a blicky and a choppa let it bang
Aretha Franklin with a choppa let it sang
Aretha Franklin how my blicky droppin bangers
Michael Jackson moon walk him for his chain
Freddie Kruger bout that paper bringing pain
Freddie Kruger bout my bitch I go insane
Michael Jackson moon walk him in that rain
Everything I do I do it for the gang
Bringing pain, woo
For the gang
For the, brrr
Everything I do I do it for the gang
I got a blicky and a choppa let it bang
Aretha Franklin with a choppa let it sang
Aretha Franklin how my blicky droppin banger
Michael Jackson moon walk him for his chain
Freddie Kruger bout that paper bringing pain
Freddie Kruger bout my bitch I go insane
Michael Jackson moon walk him in that rain
Everything I do I do it for the gang
I got a blicky and a choppa let it bang
Michael Jackson moon walk him for his chain
Freddie Kruger bout that paper bringing pain
Freddie Kruger bout my bitch I go insane
Walker Texas Ranger with a blicky let it sang
Why all these pussy Niggas wanna speak up on my name
If you not GGA or YFN then you not gang
I call Pound and I know that Nigga with it
Free YFN Lucci what they yellin round the city
5'10 light skin big ol titties
She leave Dr. Miami and I know I'm bout to hit it
I'm with all of the scammers in Atlanta yeah let's get it
We Bussin down them bales we finesse Em and we split it
Like Dora in explorers in that truck screamin we did it
Like Dora in explorers in that truck screamin we did it
Everything I do I do it for the gang
I got a blicky and a choppa let it bang
Aretha Franklin with a choppa let it sang
Aretha Franklin how my blicky droppin bangers
Michael Jackson moon walk him for his chain
Freddie Kruger bout that paper bringing pain
Freddie Kruger bout my bitch I go insane
Michael Jackson moon walk him in that rain
Everything I do I do it for the gang
I got a blicky and a choppa let it bang
Michael Jackson moon walk him for his chain
Freddie Kruger bout that paper bringing pain
GGA that's who I do it for the gang
I hopped off in that Vette and make em sweat by servin lanes, skrtt skrtt
I'm with that bartender no Tpain
VVS diamonds all on my neck I break the bank
I walk inside of the mall and I make these bitches faint
I walk inside fendi spray that money like it's paint
These Nigga's say they with it but I know they really they ain't
These niggas talk like bitches air it out and blow they brain
Everything I do I do it for the gang
I got a blicky and a choppa let it bang
Aretha Franklin with a choppa let it sang
Aretha Franklin how my blicky droppin bangers
Michael Jackson moon walk him for his chain
Freddie Kruger bout that paper bringing pain
Freddie Kruger bout my bitch I go insane
Michael Jackson moon walk him in that rain
Everything I do I do it for the gang
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Writer(s): Ryan Mack
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