Chris whats up mane
Whats poppin man
We backed now bruh
We back at it again mane
You know how we rockin man
Im off this here man, smoking tooka
We got our Glocks, we got our clips
Extended with 30s you know they hollow tips
We ridin foreigns, its so annoying
I see a opp, you know Im blowing
Aint no squad its some gang shit
With Bally and Tadoe you know we off the shits
Almighty So, thats my bro
Interscope bitch yeah you know we Glo
Aint no motherfucking squad
This that gang shit
This that click clack, who you hang with
We on that Glo Gang shit
Click clack, we gone blow your brains bitch
Countin out them rolls
At my fucking shows, fucking on them hoes
I had a damn six some
I was fucking six of em at one time by myself
Baby Chief Keef come with some shells
I could send a mail
Or pull up on your block and give you hell
This aint no squad this that Gang shit
Dont make me pull up and get the banging
Dont make me pull up and leave ya stankin
Choppa bullets flyin leave ya planking
Ask me what Im on Im on that Gang shit
That call ya bitch and get some brain shit
That if ya aint gang you cant hang shit
That if ya holdin you a stain then
If ya scared better go to church and pray then
Kick ya door you better lay down and lay dead
Not a word should be said
Im a Gang member I be gang banging shit