Gang gang gang

Gang gang gang

Bow!

I heard them niggas want beef?

Sugar Hill, we get the money

You don't be running the streets

Two chops, with two shots

So please do not run up on me

Don't run up and try and take sumn' from me

My shooter, he scoring from deep

Or he pass and assist it to me

She like: Edot Baby, you the lil n***a that drive me so crazy

Pop me a yerky, it feel so amazing

He tried to fumble, but who is he taming, like? (What?)

Spendy 'n sumn', I'm putting in damage

Free red bloods, that's Mr.Panic

He tried to run and got hit with a cannon, like

14 when I went up in that trap

9 claps and that n***a off the map

He got hit, his body fell flat

Paramedics they coming, red flag

And I'm on some O s**t

Lil thot in the cut and she sucking the whole d**k

Lil nigga, you know this

I keep me a chop, cause no I can't go b***h

Huh? Why s**t get real sticky

I f*ck with some O's, b***h

And I f*ck with some real Crippy's

Gang, gang, gang

Gang gang gang, n***a

I said, b***h

Two, three shots, I'm ready to flock

Lil boy run up, I'm upping the chop

Spinned they block we bent they block

Lil niggas talk hot, but they talkin to cops

Like, these niggas be fronting

Gang

They talk on the book, but they ain't with nothing, like

(Bitch, gang in the spot get deady, but s**t can get heavy)

Tell her to slide to the 'telly, then end up in her belly, like

Oh s**t they call me Edot

Huh? If a opp run up, them I'm letting like 3 flock, like

Bitch, get sturdy

Baby I'm done up, I'm gone off a yerky

It's no, mercy, but Ace in the car and he moving with purgies

Shooting like, Curry

If I come out the cut, then s**t get blurry

With this 30, I'm dumpin the clip

Me and my niggas shooting off rip (shooting off rip)