[Intro]
Glll
Buh, buh, buh, buh
Gang, gang, gang, gang

[Chorus]
At the table with shooters and demons
Speak on the gang and you gave 'em a reason
If you switch up your side then it's treason
Hit him with shots see lil' sick get a treatment
When they mad til' I'm get up they defense
Don't think they smoke we gon' tweak for the weekend
When the dots on his body I'm squeezin'
Sent him above to the lord for a meetin'

[Verse]
He gon' meet him
But his body is sleepin'
My shorties out, geeking outside, no sleepin' (No sleepin')
How you sitting on defense?
Lil bro, facts, steamer, headshot no thinkin' (No thinkin')
Chеst shot stop breathin'
Leave a opp placе stink the whole gang been fiending
Whole gang been tweakin', whole gang been-
On the gang they not outside, 'cause we really outside
And my brothers is spinnin' and we hittin' no signs
SUV's with like four nines
Leave his brother gon' witness
Get hit up on both sides
Headshot he got no mind
Now his story is finished
On God I'ma keep mine
Too early to meet God
And them shooters is different
And we catching bodies on bodies
Them shooters is different
We're opps you're a opp
If u see us, get missin'
Get close on his body, don't hit from the distance
I see you it's lit, I got it on me I flickin' it
That's real shit
Smoke a opp, I don't feel shit
All the demons I got, so I walk with a steel hip
Took a half, get a steel tip
We be squeezin' a lot, but the pressure on
[Chorus]
At the table with shooters and demons
Speak on the gang and you gave 'em a reason
If you switch up your side then it's treason
Hit him with shots see lil' sick get a treatment
When they mad til' I'm get up they defense
Don't think they smoke we gon' tweak for the weekend
When the dots on his body I'm squeezin'
Sent him above to the lord for a meetin'

[Verse 2]
I'm a demon
Me and Blacc both squeezin'
Two man drill, have a opp meet Jesus
'fore he went, have them lay there screamin'
Still free bro, had the opps on defense
Little bitch suck dick, not breathin '
Phone on moon cause her man be tweakin'
But the guys on time, she geekin'
Gang in the spot and his wife be treeshin'
On gang shit, with the bitch that he lay wit'
She gon' set up the drop all my shooters is dangerous
On the news make you famous
We be bending the lock, catch a case and don't say shit
'Cause that's nothing to play wit'
Stay away from the guys
Perfect gang gon' spray shit
Talkin' hot get a face lift
Have 'em praying to God
Have 'em stayin' inside
[Chorus]
At the table with shooters and demons
Speak on the gang and you gave 'em a reason
If you switch up your side then it's treason
Hit him with shots see lil' sick get a treatment
When they mad til' I'm get up they defense
Don't think they smoke we gon' tweak for the weekend
When the dots on his body I'm squeezin'
Sent him above to the lord for a meetin'

(Gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, gang, gang)