Onna Gang

[Intro: Baby Brother]
It's Baby Brother, n****
Gang

[Verse 1: Baby Brother]
Aye, GLOCK 22 with twenty-two, I'ma act a fool (Act a fool)
Knock a n**** down broad day, now he on the news (On the news)
Slidin' through your section with my weapon bustin' at your crew
You tryna test my gangster, on my momma, n****, I'ma shoot (That's on my momma)
I'm cut from a different cloth, ain't too many like me (It ain't too many like me)
A check on his head, I just do it like Nike (I just do it like Nike)
It's thirty in this fat GLOCK, tryna run, catch a backshot (Huh? Huh?)
We shootin' shit for fun, I'm tryna see how this MAC pop

[Verse 2: Cuddie Cam]
Speakin' on the Net will get you fucked up (Yeah)
I done gave too many passes, I done fucked up
Baby AR in the closet and I'm quick to bust
And you'll get your soda popped, n****, Yung Cutz
Speakin' on my name will get you knocked off
My life changed behind that church up in ninth grade
Dbuttahh went dumber and fucked around and copped a Drac (Copped that Drac)
Dbuttahh went dumber and fucked around and copped a Drac

[Verse 3: FOE Kobewitak]
.223s through your vest, knockin' off a n**** chest
Pussy n***** say they on me, alright, cool, that's a bet (Bitch)
Bitch n***** swear they hard when they talkin' on the Net (Yup)
Bullets rip his head up, they should've made a head vest
Feel like Tudda in this bitch, I'm goin' all night long
If she ain't cashin' you out what you got the bitch for?
Got a hundred in this chop so I call that bitch Birdy
Got thirty in this GLOCK so I'm droppin' shit like Curry, bitch (Bitch)

[Verse 4: FOE 1hunniddre]
Can't trust a bitch 'cause these hoes set you up (These hoes set you up)
They only fuck with a n**** when he up (When you up)
These diamonds too bright, leave a broke bitch stuck (Stuck)
If she ain't bringin' a check then a n**** door shut (N**** door shut)
Free my big bro, he went down 'cause a snitch
All you n***** act hard but you know you a bitch (N****, you a bitch)
Hatin' n*****, get your bands up
How the fuck you claim you rich if you ain't never [?]? (Stupid n****)

[Verse 5: TreDurk]
Bad ass bitch but, nah, we don't cuff those (We don't cuff)
I give my nut then I cut 'cause I don't trust hoes (I don't trust hoes)
She wanna [?] in my ear, bitch, for what though? (Give a fuck though)
And I hang with all killers, bitch, they cutthroat (Bitch, they cutthroat)
Five hundred on them shoes but for what though? (But for what?)
Just to chase you down and fall and make you scuff though (Make you scuff 'em)
Young n***** bouncin' out, yeah, they cutthroat (Yung Cutz)
Young n***** bouncin' out, bitch, they cutthroat (Yung Cutz)

[Verse 6: NBN Tudda]
If the bitch gettin' five bands I bet I'm gettin' three (I'm gettin' three)
Ain't gotta brag about bitches, bitches brag about me (Brag about me)
She skipped the A, B and C, went straight for the D (For the D)
If it's a lock on her purse I'm chasin' the key (The key)
Real magic with these lips, mouthpiece real (Yeah)
I could talk a fat bitch out of her last meal (N****)
I could talk a drug addict out of his last pill
I could talk a millionaire out of her last mil

[Verse 7: Bandlife Birdy]
They pillow talkin' for the pussy, man, that shit is wack (Man, that shit is wack)
If she fuckin' with them suckers then she gettin' clapped
Pussy n**** send a shot, guarantee we shoot back
I knocked her off my nose piercing and she like my screw backs
The bitch blew the whole gang but I ain't want that
And, yeah, you rappin' like you with it, do you want that? (Do you really?)
Yeah, lil Birdy, I'm the plug, bitch, I pack [?] (Bitch, I pack [?])
These bitches know I got a bitch but they still tappin' in (On the gang)