Gang Gang

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Hurt, what it do?) (What up, foster?) Ayy I like icy mud, she like pure codeine, yeah, yeah I got plenty bitches, lists from A to Z, yeah, yeah He faking his whole life, it's make-believe, yeah, yeah Blood stains stuck to me like Maybelline (gang, gang) Bitch, I live that same way you talk 'bout Mayday, pull up on them, spray-spray when the opps out Bang-bang, shawty caught him lacking, knocked his locs out Hey-hey, who them looking for me? I done popped out I just rolled a woodie and it's full of pluto F*ck around with these bitches, got me feeling like pluto, ayy Shawty wanna kick it but I don't know judo, yeah Bitch, I'm lit and rich, oh yes, that's all that you know Took a risk, I used my wrist, I put my fist in the bowl Hold on, wait, this money calling, put that bitch on a hold Every day I wake up, gotta get this paper I got my cake up, that's probably why they hate us Ayy, I like icy mud, she like pure codeine, yeah, yeah I got plenty bitches, lists from A to Z, yeah, yeah He faking his whole life, it's make-believe, yeah, yeah Blood stains stuck to me like Maybelline (gang, gang) Bitch, I live that same way you talk 'bout Mayday, pull up on them, spray-spray when the opps out Bang-bang, shawty caught him lacking, knocked his locs out Hey-hey, who them looking for me? I done popped out I been in this shit, bitch, I been a member I could put that shit on my mama In the trap house on the daily, baby I'm forever chasing out the commas Lately, I been on some gang shit, get your brains hit Shawty, we forever with the drama He gon' f*ck around and a lose a hand If he ever play with my money, yeah Baby, I'm back on some boss shit Ain't having no bands, I don't hear what you saying Them niggas be talking My shawty ain't playing You might end up dead, put him in a coffin I got shit in my head, they don't understand Don't know what it costed Ayy (hey) I like icy mud, she like pure codeine, yeah, yeah I got plenty bitches, lists from A to Z, yeah, yeah He faking his whole life, it's make-believe, yeah, yeah Blood stains stuck to me like Maybelline (gang, gang) Bitch, I live that same way you talk 'bout Mayday, pull up on them, spray-spray when the opps out Bang-bang, shawty caught him lacking, knocked his locs out Hey-hey, who them looking for me? I done popped out