[Intro]
TGang put down the gang you know what the fuck goin' on
Aye
Aye
Aye, aye

[Verse 1]
Watch how I show my ass, I'm finna' act a fool with it
This the stolo, I didn't know what else to do with it
N***as real trap stars, tell my lil shooter get em'
All that cappin' bitch, fuck out yo' feelings fore' this shit get wicked
I just back doored my lil bro for movin' fishy
Let some come up, missin' shit gon' get ridiculous
I'm off of Percocet's and perc', shit ain't mixin'
Groupie hoes get on my nerves, them bitches irra'
This bitch gon' bring up my net worth, that ain't her business
I hope my ex-bitch know her worth, she bout' two pennies
Up all night bussin' off two skittles, bust thеm birds shits, up that semi, I sip codeine by thе pint, I don't sip ramen
Still bustin' off this flap, bust that Mac till it's empty
This a Mac-10, ain't no Tec-9's and no I'm not shot with that glizzy
What's the move, bitch what it through, like lets get busy
Run me yo' shoes, and run that loot, pussy no kissin'

[Interlude]
You see them shooters on the roof, them n***as itchin'
This n***a playin' with my loot, go get his kidney
I'm hangin' out the roof, gettin' loose with that glizzy
I'm smokin' n***as that can't move, but got me dissin'
[Verse 2]
Like I got a point to prove, pussy I'm with it
Ever since I was in school, I knew to get up and go get it
Fifteen racks for me to show up, fifteen more when I get lit
It cost like four-hundred to up the score, I bought lil' bro a glizzy
Put three bodies on the slide, then slide, and charge it to the city
We fire deep but it ain't 5v5 it's 5v all them n***as
We sole street, we came aside, with 9's and dicks and titties
Fohnem got hoes shakin' ass in line, these ain't even our bitches
I don't tote ordinary pistols, n***a all my shit got switches
And all my lil' homies some killers, all they bitches fuck on bitches
We be clutchin' on our triggers when we think it's gang time
Put his brain on the ceiling, you can call it hang-time
If he tweak we kill em', don't answer the face-time
This bitch fully-extended, hangin' off my waist line
We rock out like gorillas, really we some K-9's
You ain't even no killer, bitch I heard it through the grave-line
Let my lil' shooter get his payout
Drop the bag, he blow your brains out
We call that shit a takedown
He let us know where he locate, he in my aim now
And baby girl I want the face so put the cake down
No I did not come here to play, watch how I playout

[Outro]
Watch how I playout
Hmmmm
Leave the face down
Aye, aye
He in my aim now
Hrrr, Bow, bow, bow
N***a stay down