Gangway

[Intro: J Neat]
This that gangway, this that gangway, aye aye
This that gangway

[Verse 1: J Neat]
He don't want no smoke I put that nigga in a ashtray
We just give him twenty-three shots like LeBron James
I be in the gangway you know how the gang stay
Headshot close range do that boy the dirty way
I've been gettin' dirty cake
She just give me nerdy brains
I was in the trap house movin' packs like every day
Need my rackies ándele
I don't like my shit delayed
We just wipe him down, bap bap, send him to the grave

[Verse 2: GD]
Jane he perkin' every day
Me my niggas heavy weight
Wipe a nigga down like dishes see your dirty plate
Couple chicken's in the pot trap house look like Chick-fil-A
Open 24/7 come and get your shit today
Free 47 and free my nigga Baby K
We was raised a different way
Hit a fuckin' stash spot
Headshots for niggas cheerin' opps they some mascots
Big G-30 team rocket 'cause it blast off

[Verse 3: SupaWassi]
My opps they're Pokemon I'm tryna catch 'em all
My neck wet Niagara Falls
Bando play don't drop the ball
[?] we run in the mall
Take you out like a outcall
This glizzy a freak like Asian Doll
I'm trappin' like Young Dolph
We turn your top right into pulp
Free up a opp just like it's golf
Chase him down Usain bolt
Camp four-five it's a colt
Tell the plug send the load
Crush you an iron fold
I give him twenty-four like George
Turn your top right into porridge

[Verse 4: J Neat]
Aye, this that gangway, this that gangway, aye
This that gangway, this that gangway, aye
This that gangway, this that gangway, aye aye
This that gangway, aye
I turn him into a ghost, aye, I feel like Tyreek, aye
I've been gettin' hunnids get that shit from out the streets, aye
I don't like to argue I just let me forty speak, aye
I be wit' them steppers, baby, I be wit' them demons

[Verse 5: SupaWassi]
I don't want that bitch if she ain't on fleek, aye
And you know I murder niggas just like the beat, aye
Trap house servin' fenty
Pull up in a Bentley
In the trap house wit' a bad bitch named Mackenzie

[Verse 6: GD]
We all got two Glocks, guns we got plenty
Drift in a stoley or a renty
Bridge cock super wash shoot it 'til it's empty
Red tips in the GG to the top yeah they deadly
Headshot turn a boy noodles to spaghetti
Messy, tryna send a message
Fuck your block we bend it
Now you pourin' liquor readin' Psalms wit' the Reverend
Crodie, crodie, crodie ain't got friends or no bredrins

[Verse 7: J Neat]
I just hit 'em up, uh, that shit got fatal
I'm plugged in like the cable
I've been movin' caine/Cain 'cause I'm able/Abel
I got more shooters than Halo

[Verse 8: SupaWassi]
We turn opps into gato
Northside Jane UTM the label
I don't talk nigga if it ain't pesos
Nigga I'm the shit like a a-hole
Glock twenty-six it's portable
Don't ask if I have it, it's rhetorical

[Verse 9: GD]
Wass gang my nigga Wassi it's historical
Headshot if you survive it's a miracle
Gangsters I don't even know how we lyrical
Captain Crunch I put him in a box like cereal
Big Glock make a nigga fly like a vertical
Take a nigga top like convertible's
Don't be delusional never catch me lackin' 'cause I'm first to blow
If I got the tool know I'm surgical, pussy!