Gang In Me

[Intro]
Gang. gang, gang
Sk-grrt
Bassyy
Makarov Beats

[Chorus]
Back it up, just back up, back up
If not, get stab up, stab up (Cheff, cheff)
We don't do no chatter, chatter
Just pull up, they scatter, scatter (Yes, yes)
Bad bitch, she a slapper, slapper
Just tryna fuck a rapper, rapper (Sex, sex)
I'm a paigon stabber, stabber
Still a real gun slapper, slapper (Press, press)

[Verse 1]
Same day that my Plugged In dropped, I accidentally bunned bro with the Glock (Fuck sake)
But that's still blood, my bro, he knows for him, I'll let anyone drop (Get that done)
This big men drop when I 'chete bop
Till a rambo's stuck in a top (Ching, ching)
So lucky them feds pulled up when they did (So lucky), they would've got shot (Baow)
Don't take chat from no man (Uh-uh)
I ain't dodgin' beef with no gang (Never)
Try hide, he thought he was smart (Clever)
Till I found and soaked man, soaked man (Ching, ching)
If I aim at your legs, don't rate you
Skid through their block, I know it's a bait move (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
My girlfriend says I'm a bait yute
Too many washed up yutes tryna creep
He got-got, what a tragedy
Bad boy, I don't need no cavalry (None)
I could own ten or hundred waps
Still carry my ramz, that's the gang in me
Still walk through the ends so casually
I'll knock on doors like it's Halloween
They come to my block with rusty revolvers (Run)
I get 'round there with a black machine (Grrah)
Ayy, miss, I love the sight of them lips
Come bruck that waist and grab on them hips
I ain't seen no other bitch do it like this (None)
They ain't seen no nigga do it like me
Jump out, two waps, and I beat discreet (Baow, baow)
Really try do a man publicly
That's the gang in me

[Chorus]
Back it up, just back up, back up
If not, get stab up, stab up (Cheff, cheff)
We don't do no chatter, chatter
Just pull up, they scatter, scatter (Yes, yes)
Bad bitch, she a slapper, slapper
Just tryna fuck a rapper, rapper (Sex, sex)
I'm a paigon stabber, stabber
Still a real gun slapper, slapper (Press, press)

[Verse 2]
Suttin' got shot, feds came to the block, they don't know which LT did that (Who?)
Skid back, just seen an opp, I'ma rip that
Three straight shots, I'll firm that kick-back (Ba-ba-baow)
From the roads to the wing, man's been bad
Thameside Jail where I yinged man, yinged man (Ying man down)
Big fan field with nuttin' but big waps
Really tryna hop out the back and wig man (Clart him)
That's the gang in me, that Leyton savage, that ACG
Don't get it twisted, four man up, leave a well-known face on any man's tee
Skid to the Hill (Skrrt), skid to the Green (Skrrt)
Step with the dots or a little .15
A lurk off free, double O C-C
I'll do it hunnid and come in, G

[Chorus]
Back it up, just back up, back up
If not, get stab up, stab up (Cheff, cheff)
We don't do no chatter, chatter
Just pull up, they scatter, scatter (Yes, yes)
Bad bitch, she a slapper, slapper
Just tryna fuck a rapper, rapper (Sex, sex)
I'm a paigon stabber, stabber
Still a real gun slapper, slapper (Press, press)