Gang Talk

[Verse 1: G$ Lil Ronnie]
We ain't finna duck shit lil nigga
Play wit us n its lit
Dont pull no thuwop if you ain't bustin it nigga
Well make a nigga sprint
Ol broke as nigga got a pocket full of lint
Everyday ill blow a nigga rent
On gang (aye, ayee)
Good dope on the counter right now what you wantin you can gon head n buy
Get drop off top ima keep it one hundred you dont even need a tester you dont even gotta try it
Hol on just gimme one sec lemme whip it n hit it wit the blessin cool off let me dry it
Popinn these perkys till im mf tired
Fuck the other side when we catch em we slide
Back on the road for the blow i dont even like to drive
Bitch On my way! wit the shof
Chips on me like im finna pull up play poker
Back stage at show wit the door like a promoter
If a nigga really want smoke we loaded
Hol on what you say repeat it quote it
Back on the lean in the mornin like forgys
For the bread go fed leave em dead like tros

[Verse 2: Sauce Bhrazy]
(drip, splash)
Scoot up bustin shots up outta the mazi (graa)
Niggas they talk like they tuff but not bout it (not bout it)
How you a trapper you spend all yo profit (huuh)
Catch you on the block i spot i got em. (get em!)
I got his bitch givin sloppy toppy (give it here)
When i finnish ima kick her to the dirt (yea)
You a lil bitch you ain't puttin no work (uh uh)
I be killin niggas i might go buy me a herse (ouu headshot)
Its enough of the spillin back to dippin
(splash)
I just went and broke yo bitch for the digits (for the digits)
Lame ass nigga ridin around ina civic (ina civic)
I got like 50 pound in the [?]
On the way to the trap finna get bussed dine (buss down)
Niggas talkin bout robbin till they here chopper sounds (graaa)
Im not gonna stop shootin till i see a man dine (man down)
Man down
Stop all that tuff talk (tuff talk)
How you a dog wit no bark (swooo)
Im on that fuck shit everyday (everyday)
How you a killa wit no place to stay (huuuh)
Yo big dog needa elevate his self (elevate his self)
Broke nigga you ain't gettin no where (no where)
Kill you there up outta there

[Verse 3: G$ Lil Ronnie]
First class nigga goin every where
Balenciagas i done bought like every pair
You clamin a block but you never there
So many Glocks that it look like a gun fair swear it ain't fair
Jump out the whip them bitches gon stare
First night them bitches gon fuck lil ronnie gon duck
Been rockin versaces like chucks
So much cash pay somebody count it up
Remember i was broke couldn't even get nobody pick me up now bitches wanna jump in the truck
Why it sittin like that when a nigga scootin up cause the forgiatos got the mf mounted up
How you feel when a nigga pop a seal ?
Stuck
Pop a pill get back on the perc and wakin up
In the kitchen trynna get it trynna add a couple didgets at the stove like granny but i ain't bakin up
Pushing weight got a lil nigga pockets on buff
Run it up thats for louie v runners till they scuff
Im on wok tech grove tuss
Got my bitch lookin at me like chuck thats too much
Got me lookin back at her like bitch you know whats up better shut up better suck a nigga dick till i nut up
And leme get back to movin these pounds got a nigga lookin cut up