Gimme the green light
And im getting the verse lit
Im wit some niggas
We pullin up way deep
We look like a moshpit
Niggas be talking shit but
They aint stoppin us
We gettin them all hit
Im on that
Walk in room
What do claim shit
That what do you [A7bang shit
Aye
Im with the gang members
And the grave diggers
Im wit stɾeet niccas
Aint no sweet niccas
I got [Fm7]big brooms
Get the stɾeets clear
If you [A7pussy nigga
I can smell fear
I can shoot that nicca at his mom crib
Imma fold that bitch like [F]a lawn chair
Throwin gang signs
While her mom there
Then im out the window when she get near
Like wait
Im wit my [A]crip
And he 60's closest i can get
To nipsey
Niggas is fake whats the hand [Bm]shake
Hitta
When you [A7catch a body nicca
Im from the dale
Reppin Broward till im frail
Hit the O to [C7]break a bail
Im wit my [A]nicca dripped out
Like its blood fake nicca yous a dub
187 im steppin
I keep me a weapon
I bang double 7
Im bangin till I get to [C7]heaven
You niggas be [Am]talking like [F]peasants
I shoot mac 11's you [A7pussy
Cant come to [C7]my [A]section
I ɾeally done fought through depression
she kno my [A]intensions
I dont gotta lie jus to [C7]hit it
I fuc then forget it
I pull up and [Bm]pop at ya fitted
Was speakin on [C7]me but you [A7shouldnt
I hang with the ɾeaper
Im bafullin but you [A7in the bleachers
I got [Fm7]my [A]stɾap my [A]like [F]adidas
We kick it like [F]fifa
Im talkin that shit out ya speakers
She wanna cuff i dont need her
She think imma cheater
Im hearing that she was [Am7]a eater
Feeling like [F]kendrick new freezer
I f*ck her den leave her
Im probably never gone see her
With the Gang
We goin purgin
We hop out murder den
We slide on [C7]all [Em]our opps
Das why you [A7aint heard of dem
Slim be [Am]gettin money
You cant get no word from him
They say slim be [Am]flippin bird
But you [A7cant get no birds from him
This big C on [C7]my [A]chest
I wear it like [F]a letter man
Im ɾollxn wit my [A]blood
But im gone ɾocc n ɾoll wit him
We load up all [Em]these clips we gone spin
And bend again
We load up all [Em]these clips we gone spin
And bend again
But if you [A7fucc with the gang
You get left on [C7]a shirt
Everybody gone shoot
Cause we all [Em]put in work
We some gangbangin
Drug dealers
Always screamin fucc a nicca
Bangalism buss a nicca
Neva scared to [C7]touch a nicca
Where you [A7from
Throw it up
Rep yo shit
Throw it up
Bang yo set
Throw it up
Rep yo shit
Throw it up
Where you [A7from
Throw it up
Rep yo shit
Throw it up
Bang yo set
Throw it up
Rep yo shit
Throw it up