Gang shit lil bitch
Ya, gang, gang

HOOK
I hit the chopper and made that bitch stutter
We made them birds sing like Ruben Studdard
Gang here we gutta
Yeh we like bruddas
N*gga can't catch us so we call y'all [?]
I fucked that bitch, but I will not love her
You love on that bitch, boy you is a sucker
I want the bag
Young n*gga duffle
We on that bullshit, bussing like Russia
I hit the chopper and made that bitch stutter
We made them birds sing like Ruben Studdard
Gang here we gutta
Yeh we like bruddas
N*gga can't catch us so we call y'all [?]
I fucked that bitch, but I will not lovе her
You love on that bitch, boy you is a sucker
I want thе bag
Young n*gga duffle
We on that bullshit, bussing like Russia

VERSE
I'm on that bullshit, bussing like Russia
And I'm on point, you know that I'm clutchin'
Gang they gutta, yeh we like bruddas
They come for your family, but we want your mother
You love on that bitch, boy you is a sucker
I fuck on that bitch but I cannot trust her
My money tall, I am Chris Tucker
Get your boy shot, don't do all that tussin'
Gang we wit it, ain't no discussion
Just like a gusher, bitch we be bussin'
Free my boy Hot, you knew it were comin'
[?] in your sight, you know he be drummin'
Gang we G but [?] he blooded
I call up Kerr, he hit you with 30
Look at my cup, you know that bitch dirty
Look at my sack, you know I ain't hurtin'
HOOK
I hit the chopper and made that bitch stutter
We made them birds sing like Ruben Studdard
Gang here we gutta
Yeh we like bruddas
N*gga can't catch us so we call y'all [?]
I fucked that bitch, but I will not love her
You love on that bitch, boy you is a sucker
I want the bag
Young n*gga duffle
We on that bullshit, bussing like Russia
I hit the chopper and made that bitch stutter
We made them birds sing like Ruben Studdard
Gang here we gutta
Yeh we like bruddas
N*gga can't catch us so we call y'all [?]
I fucked that bitch, but I will not love her
You love on that bitch, boy you is a sucker
I want the bag
Young n*gga duffle
We on that bullshit, bussing like Russia

I want the bag
Young n*gga duffle
Free my boy Trap, he a be here next summer
And that boy Street, you know he a hunner
Get your main bitch, and I laid her lumber
Countin' this money you know that I'm thumbin'
Gutta Gang big, we gutta with money
Ho you a bitch, you don't want these problems
Call Lil Rikid, I swear he a problem
We got the bags, if you need em just call us
If you want bullshit, we goin the drummer / to drama?
We come through swervin' hard on a Sunday
Matt trae [?] every time he be [?]
I got some young n*ggas kill you for nothin'
You don't want beef, then stop all the frontin'
N*gga stop hatin', go get you some money
Bitch ain't real, just keep it 100
HOOK
I hit the chopper and made that bitch stutter
We made them birds sing like Ruben Studdard
Gang here we gutta
Yeh we like bruddas
N*gga can't catch us so we call y'all [?]
I fucked that bitch, but I will not love her
You love on that bitch, boy you is a sucker
I want the bag
Young n*gga duffle
We on that bullshit, bussing like Russia
I hit the chopper and made that bitch stutter
We made them birds sing like Ruben Studdard
Gang here we gutta
Yeh we like bruddas
N*gga can't catch us so we call y'all [?]
I fucked that bitch, but I will not love her
You love on that bitch, boy you is a sucker
I want the bag
Young n*gga duffle
We on that bullshit, bussing like Russia