Get Off Gang

We dump at a nigga in traffic, we ain't ducking static, these niggas know how I get down I make her come out of panties, she know I be rappin', hit the studio with a hundred somethin' round You know we really be trappin', we really bout action, pull up, I'll get you a pound Them niggas really be cappin', dont do what they rappin', get wrong and I'm layin' them down Nah, I don't f*ck with these rappers, I ain't politickin', these niggas, they really some bitches I'm only hangin' with smackers, we come from the trenches like your mama, we hit them with switches Don't even get in my lane, can't f*ck with the gang, gon' die if you reach for a chain Bad bitch givin' me brain, they knowin' my name, on Fox since he wantin' some fame This nigga wantin' some clout, now he in the cloud, hop out and we chasin' him down They know I'm it, but I'm nothin' like the clown, we makin' the move, now we followin' him around They thinkin' it's sweet, but we in the street, street nigga, I'm still killin' beats Ayy, just like Miami, I stay with the heat, I been pushin' P, that make me a beast These niggas, they know what I'm on, I get in my zone, don't call, I don't answer the phone I'm in it, bitch, more than strong, I'm out my money long, these niggas don't be what I'm on I'm tryna run up a million, my feet to the ceiling, these niggas had made me a villain Young niggas really be chillin', they be in they feelings, and them be the niggas we killin Niggas ain't gon' play with puns, no, he keep a gun, he see him, he makin' him run Lil' trick, he be spinning' for fun, boy we get it done, no, we flippin' shit like a bun No Mari, gone shoot till it click, yeah, we with the shit, a nigga can't run from a switch We get this money like Mitch, no, I never snitched, I'm still mixin' white with the Trish We still havin' these Za , send shots through your car, like Patrick, you know I'm a star We shoot this bitch from afar, I'm goin' off a bar, we smokin' the opp like a Gar Nigga, I been havin' motion, I gotta stay focused, no, I'm at the bank when it open We flippin' shit like a token, got her pussy soakin', lil' mama get wet as the ocean I got a hit from the back, I run up a sack, I ain't gotta smoke out the pack We makin' the opps run track, they cap like a hat, I heard that lil' nigga a rat, on God Ayy, niggas ain't playin' with me, Big four, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go