Pressa
Wass Gang
[Chorus: Robin Banks]
I love my n***as, so you know I'm 'bout my n***as
If you diss my n***as
Then you know we pullin' triggers
Late nights with them killers
We kidnapping drug dealers
Courtz Gang
Fuck your feelings, so who cares if you don't feel us?
All you n***as washed up, y'all be wash gang
My n***as super sav', we be Wass Gang
All you n***as washed up, y'all be wash gang
My n***as super sav', we be Wass Gang

[Verse 1: Pressa]
Y'all n***as washed up, you be wash gang
My n***as turn up, so we Wass Gang
And Wassi felt like Larry
If they don't show me love they better fear me
We up to fuckery up on my ends
I'm talkin' dirt bike in the AMs
I'm talkin' M's, I hate a A.M
They gon' pick me out and ball my first name
We run em' down and fuck a drive-by
This that Ivory Red, got him how high
This that deadmihana, this that dead guy
And you could be the next guy
[Chorus: Robin Banks]
I love my n***as, so you know I'm 'bout my n***as
If you diss my n***as
Then you know we pullin' triggers
Late nights with them killers
We kidnapping drug dealers
Courtz Gang
Fuck your feelings, so who cares if you don't feel us?
All you n***as washed up, y'all be wash gang
My n***as super sav', we be Wass Gang
All you n***as washed up, y'all be wash gang
My n***as super sav', we be Wass Gang

[Verse 2: GD]
GD, number 30, abaay abaay gang
N***as in the streets, they callin' my name
SOS, three letters, bitch, that's my gang
Die bitch, die bitch, to the opps gang
And Wassi flocka flame, dreadlock gang
We got lots of guns, mostly Glocks, mane
Only headshots when them Glocks aim
They took my bro Wass, I'm going insane
GD with a fifth and the clip hang
We got lots of traps, where we chip 'caine
Wass Gang, Courtz Gang, bitch, we North Jane
Rappin' and we trappin' and we gang bang
[Chorus: Robin Banks]
I love my n***as, so you know I'm 'bout my n***as
If you diss my n***as
Then you know we pullin' triggers
Late nights with them killers
We kidnapping drug dealers
Courtz Gang
Fuck your feelings, so who cares if you don't feel us?
All you n***as washed up, y'all be wash gang
My n***as super sav', we be Wass Gang
All you n***as washed up, y'all be wash gang
My n***as super sav', we be Wass Gang

[Verse 3: FB]
SOS, bitch, yeah, we Wass Gang
SOS, we the get you lost gang
I circle 'round the calendar like Wass said
You diss Wassi, you get filled up with hot lead
That's top left
And I'm still on that stain shit
GD, number 30 on that same shit
Abaay abaay, bitches say we famous
I started from the bottom and I don't mean the lane, kid
I'm Wassi with that tool, bitch, I got aim
You ain't say a word when them shots rang
A lot show love, but a lot hate
Courtz Gang, SOS, bitch, I'm Wass Gang
[Chorus: Robin Banks]
I love my n***as, so you know I'm 'bout my n***as
If you diss my n***as
Then you know we pullin' triggers
Late nights with them killers
We kidnapping drug dealers
Courtz Gang
Fuck your feelings, so who cares if you don't feel us?
All you n***as washed up, y'all be wash gang
My n***as super sav', we be Wass Gang
All you n***as washed up, y'all be wash gang
My n***as super sav', we be Wass Gang