​gang+ rmx v2

[Intro: d0llywood1]
Dazegxd
Bee, bee, bee

[Chorus: d0llywood1]
Gang in a brand new whip, uh, we swervin' shit
I think my choppa really gay 'cause all it do is eat out niggas
And I can't take no flicks, uh, can't take no pics
And I can't really do nothing 'cause all these bitches want cuff me
I swear I can't do that shit, uh
I really got my lil' shawty another droptop, if she fuck with the gang and shit
Yeah, this perc shit permanent, uh, man I'm so fucked up
You can get comfortable, baby, you can put your foot up

[Verse 1: midwxst]
I'm smokin' green, that's not no cap
Nigga, you is not my friend, so I don't want your fucking help
Dive in the pussy, I swim in that shit like I am Michael Phelps
I got an all red fit on me, these niggas think I came from Hell
Fuck all that snitching and talking my nigga, no not gonna tell
Get thе fuck out my phone my nigga, get out my fuckin' cell
No you is not my friеnd my nigga, no, you don't got my trail
I move around in the night my nigga, you know I meant 'em well
I got designer my fit my nigga, no please do not entail
This nigga really down bad, I think that this nigga want a hug

[Verse 2: Madara TBH]
So you sick when I walk on that, 'cause you broke
And I been gettin' bands hella' lately, I'm fuckin' hoes
And I know that you mad, 'cause I count up the racks, bro
I ain't worried 'bout you, you like way in the past though
I got like five hoes, nigga feel like Pluto
And a number one hoe, you can call me Uno
And my name, yeah Madara, beat you like Naruto
And my main bitch shy, but she give some good throat
Haha, aye

[Verse 3: angelus & ericdoa]
Yeah, ha, ha
I got all designer in my closet, you cannot afford it
12 o'clock, mix it with the rush, I really like it
Fucked up, bitch I'm really better on my 'lone shit
Why these lil' niggas actin' like they really 'bout to do shit?
Steppin' on these niggas, yeah you niggas is some ants, yeah
Me and Dolly robbin' niggas, get the money out his hands, yeah
Smoke that gas I'm so high, yeah, I don't think that I can land, yeah
I heard you was talkin' shit so I consider him a fan, yeah
(I'm recording this in my fucking house)

[Verse 4: ericdoa]
Aye, I just want a fat bitch on my dick (Bro what?)
She the type to get comfortable, make her reload all my clicks
And that boy talkin' real crazy, he gettin' lit back with that shit
Okay, you give me that headache
To get your money, took a decade
I'm chasing this money, just to make sure that my friends ate
Yeah, our shit bout to pay, that shit come by Thursday
Yeah, all these boys, they lack, and I mean it in the worst way
Aye, jump-jump, aye jump, watcha' doing?
Aye, bullets they comin' from different sides, you best get movin'
Aye, duckin', I'm weavin', I'm with my gang, we get to shootin'
Aye, that bitch gon' text me, and she gon' ask me what I'm doing
I'm in a brand new whip, with the gang, and we crusin'

[Verse 5: SEBii]
I got cash, I got racks
If you want, talk 'bout that
I spent a bag at Armani, and I just let it slip
She tell me, I smell like doo-doo, I told her I'm the shit
Yeah, your diamonds, they so fake
I got cash, just like I'm Tay
All the baddies, they say "hey"
Damn, you're broke? I can't relate
Five-star restaurant, eating steak
They want a feat, then that's a payment
Keep on talkin' shit, we push your head to the pavement
Choppa, yeah, it sing, bite you like some fangs
Posted with the gang, with us you cannot hang
Aye, bang-bang into the room, like Ariana
Bang-bang, all over you, now you are nada

[Verse 6: EXODUS1900]
(EXO)
I told him "stand up", "get up!", "get up!"
White wife-beater, ex never really sent love
Get away from the opps, I'ma shoot 'em in the face
I don't like you niggas uh, all you niggas two-faced
I'ma run this shit, man, I'm tired of this shit (Shit)
Get away from the opps, I'ma shoot 'em in the face
I don't like you niggas uh, all you niggas two-faced
I don't like you niggas uh, all you niggas two-faced

[Verse 7: d0llywood1]
(You're surrounded, punk! Ha!)
I am really burnin', I'm off the Earth
I'm on a different Planet, not Neilaworld
If you keep talking, make sure to tell them that I won
20 on them bands, I had to show 'em what I'm worth
Dressed up my lil' bitch in designer, I cannot say how much it's worth
Feel like Quinn, I set my pajamas, I go to sleep up off this perc
And I know these niggas behind us, I had to swerve I had to (skrrt!)
And we eatin' Big Benihanas, we countin' blue Benji's, hunnids
We countin' blue Benjamin Franklins we don't count no Jacksons
You want that lil' feature, better pay the tax then
I'm laughing at you niggas, huh, Michael Blackson
And free all of my niggas, uh, movin' packs in

[Chorus: d0llywood1]
Gang in a brand new whip (gang!), uh, we swervin' shit
I think my choppa really gay 'cause all it do is eat out niggas
And I can't take no flicks, uh, can't take no pics
And I can't really do nothing 'cause all these bitches want cuff me
I swear I can't do that shit, uh
I really got my lil' shawty another droptop, if she fuck with the gang and shit
Yeah, this perc shit permanent, uh, man I'm so fucked up
You can get comfortable, baby, you can put your foot up
Gang in a brand new whip, uh, we swervin' shit
I think my choppa really gay 'cause all it do is eat out niggas
And I can't take no flicks, uh, can't take no pics
And I can't really do nothing 'cause all these bitches want cuff me
I swear I can't do that shit, uh
I really got my lil' shawty another droptop, if she fuck with the gang and shit
Yeah, this perc shit permanent, uh, man I'm so fucked up
You can get comfortable, baby, you can put your foot up
Why is it so hard to not hear?