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Gang Gang

by Slimmy

on At War (2020)

[Intro: Slimmy B]
It's Wutie B on the boards
Yeah n*gga, yeah n*gga, yeah n*gga, yeah n*gga

[Verse 1: Slimmy B]
We them n*ggas sendin' shots, for all them n*ggas tellin' cops
We them n*ggas buyin' tint, foreigns slidin' down the block
Big Glocks, big chops, hell no these ain't props
All sticks, f*ck a stock, make a n*gga milly rock
Naw baby I can't dance, forty in my pants
I'm the mu-f*ckin' man, broke b*tches I can't stand
I get love across the globe, from The Bay to Japan
I do this sh*t for my fans and these motherf*ckin' bands
We the n*ggas y'all can't f*ck with, my n*ggas I'mma bust with
pus*y so good, sh*t it made a n*gga bust quick
All these diamonds shinin', hell no I don't tuck sh*t
Dirty and she's broke, definition of a bum b*tch
Toe tag, body bag, headshot, case closed
One-zero-zero, yeah b*tch that's what the K hold
Leanin', gone off the syrup, no maple
Y'all whippin' out Glocks, b*tch we whippin' out Drayco's
n*gga!

[Chorus: Slimmy B]
Gang, gang in this b*tch
Bands on me, I'll make it rain in this b*tch
Bust down, lookin' like a stain in this b*tch
Try me and I'll catch a case in this b*tch
n*gga! I was made for this sh*t
I'm a dog, I could never put a ring on a b*tch
Two Glocks on me, Max Payne in this b*tch
And I'll turn into a shootin' range in this b*tch

[Verse 2: DaBoii]
Glock on my hip, I'll let the b*tch loose
Bad b*tch with no morals, I'll let the b*tch choose
b*tch go broke, I'll let the b*tch poof
Wanna cop it, she a geek, so I lent the b*tch boof
Bro did his time, that's two hundred 'cause he ain't fold
n*ggas talkin' tough on the net, but they ain't bold
Pray for your soul, 'cause if not we'll take those
Six whole figures, yeah b*tch that's what the bank hold
b*tch! Gang, gang in this b*tch
b*tch I'm DaBoii, Max Payne in this b*tch
Chief sold two Glocks, bang bang in this b*tch
Sucka slide, give a f*ck, chains hang in this b*tch
Brand new forty and it came with a stick
Fresh out the box, so it came with a grip
If he talkin' out his mouth, brodie aim at his lip
We them young wild n*ggas, no one's safe in this b*tch
Lil' n*gga!

[Chorus: Slimmy B]
Gang, gang in this b*tch
Bands on me, I'll make it rain in this b*tch
Bust down, lookin' like a stain in this b*tch
Try me and I'll catch a case in this b*tch
n*gga! I was made for this sh*t
I'm a dog, I could never put a ring on a b*tch
Two Glocks on me, Max Payne in this b*tch
And I'll turn into a shootin' range in this b*tch
Huh, n*gga?

[Outro: DaBoii]
Like a stain in this b*tch
Shooting range in this b*tch
n*ggas never been on, n*ggas purp'n on the net like they on, them n*ggas ain't on sh*t
Ahhhh, Ahhhh, Ahhhh
Die b*tch, tell that n*gga die b*tch, die b*tch
Gang b*tch, gang b*tch gang b*tch