[Intro]
(illWill made the beat bounce)
Set
Yeah
Aye, aye
Aye, aye
Set, gang
(It's the gang)

[Verse 1]
Aye, what that shit do? (Set, set)
Baby, what that shit do? (Yeah, yeah)
Huh? Okay, cool (Huh?)
Tell them n***as go ahead and slide through
Aye, aye, I'm on that shit again
Bending blocks again, fuck around and shoot them chops again
Lil bitch think she hot, you got a lot of friends
What's real love when your homegirl fucking on your man? Aye
Yeah, bitch, I was fucking on Keisha
But I don't need her, gotta bring that Curry every time I see her
Aye, that's how I rock now, n***a, the cock out
With your chest out on tough shit, n***a, get knocked down
Aye, she ain't getting no money, n***a, I ain't finna sweat her (Set, set)
Baby, I do these hoes cold, bitch, where is your sweater? (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, it's funk with them suckers, nah, I ain't finna let up
What's real love when your homie get wet up?
[Interlude]
Aye, aye
Aye, aye, set
N***a, it's the gang, n***a, it's the gang
Yeah (It's the gang)

[Verse 2]
Aye, if it's real love it shouldn't be no pressure (Set, set)
Do a drill on them n***as, go ahead and apply that pressure
You think it's love? Go to jail, them hoes ain't gon' send no letter (What? What?)
Your homie died, you doing drugs, it ain't gon' get no better
Aye, shake something, n***a, do something, move something (Aye, aye)
N***a, on my life I could bet you he ain't gon' do nothing
I be looking at y'all Instagram like, n***a, y'all straight funny
And I'm the one your baby mama loving (It's the gang)
Aye, she want her nails done, her kids fed, but I ain't into that
She want her weave pulled, a real n***a to hit it from the back (Yeah, yeah)
Once I do that, I promise you I ain't gon' call you back (Nah)
Bitch, I'm in the field, I'm yelling out, "Where my chopper at?"
N***a, double back on his block, chopper go rrrat
All I see is black so when I shoot ain't no coming back
Run it up, bitch, run it up until I say it's bad (Bands)
And what's real love if she turn into a fag?