Ganged Up

[Intro: FBG Dutchie]
Ganged up, I can't change up
Trapped up and I'm sacked up, yuh
Mm, mm, mm, huh, huh, huh
Ganged up, can't change, gang, gang
Ayy, Tooka Gang
And Tutu Gang, bitch, Brick Gang shit
Bitch, you ain't gang, gang, gang, gang

[Chorus: FBG Dutchie & FBG Young]
I'm ganged up, can't change up (Gang, gang)
I'm ganged up, can't change up (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
I'm ganged up, can't change up (Gang-gang, gang)
You fuck around and get flamed up, glah
There ain't no runnin' from these shots, nah
Did him dirty with the mop, glah
Is you a opp or not, huh? (Huh?)
'Cause either or, you gettin' dropped, glah

[Verse 1: FBG Young]
What? You ain't gotta be no opp, bitch (Who is you?)
Bico with me, he on hot shit (He on dummy)
They tryna clout up off the Clout quick (Goofy)
All that "gang shit" our shit (Gang, gang)
And we ain't shootin' out no cars (Cars)
We sent your brothers to the stars (Ah)
Shoot from two ways, so you can't dodge (Do-do-do, do-do-do)
If you ain't L's up, you ain't one of ours (One of ours, bitch)
We ain't talkin' 'bout no murders, they might put 'em on us (No, nothin')
Is it two gangs? 'Cause these niggas tryna clone us (Gang, gang, gang)
These niggas lil' lame, run from Tooka Gang
And I ain't changin' gangs, bitch, I'm makin' gangs (Yeah)
I'm ganged up, can't change up (Can't change up)
I'ma blow this bitch until it jam up (Do, do, do)
Better use your head or it's bad luck (Huh)
'Cause foe 'nem trained to shoot from your neck up, argh

[Chorus: FBG Dutchie]
I'm ganged up, can't change up (Gang, gang)
I'm ganged up, can't change up (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
I'm ganged up, can't change up (Gang-gang, gang)
You fuck around and get flamed up, glah
There ain't no runnin' from these shots, nah
Did him dirty with the mop, glah (Doom, doom, doom)
Is you a opp or not, huh? (Doom-doom, doom-doom)
'Cause either or, you gettin' dropped, glah

[Verse 2: FBG Dutchie]
Been gang-gang since the first day (First day)
Been on the trey since my birthday (Since my birthday)
Let your mans drink the clip since he thirsty (Grah, bah-bah)
Tell your mans it's his hearse day, yeah, the shirt way (Shirt way, nigga)
St. Lawrence and Eberhart (The S, the E)
Them boys sendin' boys to God (Up to God)
Bakin' shit, they poppin' shit like [?] (Glah, bah)
Them blue tips [?] through shit, they like, "Argh!" (Glah)
Cash back, laugh, laugh, funny money niggas
Your dead-ass, your ass dead for that money, nigga (Fuckin' bag)
Time and money, niggas never on time
They be tweakin', I'ma leave 'em like they wasn't on time (Gang, gang)
Lil' bitch, I'm gang-gang 'til my deathday (Gang, gang)
Headshots for dead opps, yeah, that way (That way, nigga)
And I ain't never change up
Probably whip the Range up like we in the range, uh

[Chorus: FBG Dutchie]
I'm ganged up, can't change up (Gang, gang)
I'm ganged up, can't change up (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
I'm ganged up, can't change up (Gang-gang, gang)
You fuck around and get flamed up, glah
There ain't no runnin' from these shots, nah
Did him dirty with the mop, glah
Is you a opp or not, huh? (Huh? Huh?)
'Cause either or, you gettin' dropped, glah

[Outro: FBG Dutchie]
I'm ganged up, can't change up
I'm ganged up, can't change up
I'm ganged up, can't change up
Ganged up, can't change up