Internet "Gang$ter"

I set up the five and my shoota gonn kill Margiela bag when I hold up the pill Cloud-ex tee man it's hot as the grill All black fit man I feel like the grim Da hollow-tip bullet gonn give me a trim That boy gotta chill or I'll send him to sill You You is not gang so nigga don't fit Stop feeling sorry don't care how you feel You said you was gang but yo couldn't keep it real (Lame ass) You can't even drill (Lame ass) Fake poppin em pills Imma send up the lil sage he gonn drop and whip you and diss you and take your lil bitch Imma send up the young menace gonn tag you and drop you, his stick got a switch and I swear he won't miss That boy taking a piss (On God) He don't know us for real (for real) My shooter gon kill When I pop out the back (The back) Put him in a bag (in a bag) Leave him in a sack (in a sack) With a hunnid clip mac We don't f*ck with no rat We stay fly like a bat We gonn find you no map (Man man dat boy just had to shutup man aii)