​not gang

[Chorus: squillo]
I beat a nigga with a fuckin' hammer
This that dark shit, not no MC Hammer
When I get mad, I turn to Bruce Banner
Stop talkin' on me, watch your fuckin' grammar
Hand on the trigger, turn into a spammer
Hit a nigga up, on a fuckin' banner

[Verse 1: squillo]
Choke his brother out with a hanger
I'm in a [?] cookin' up the [?]
I'm in NY like the fuckin' Rangers
You is not gang, you a fuckin' stranger
Cut a nigga up, put him in containers
Go story mode, I'm a campaigner
Got all the drugs, I'm a exchanger
Always in your city, we some fuckin' strangers
I call Osama, yeah, you know that ganger
Got him on the song, that's a no brainer
Don't fuck with us 'cause you know it's danger
I feel like Skul, I turn into a Drainer
I rip a nigga, no Beyblade
These niggas pussy, why they so afraid
Can't fuck with these niggas no more
Can't hang with no nigga if he don't get no money, he poor
If you talk on my gang, then we come to that door
Say you uppin' my what? You ain't uppin' my score
I beat your mans last week in a store
Might do it again 'cause a nigga bored

[Chorus: squillo]
I beat a nigga with a fuckin' hammer
This that dark shit, not no MC Hammer
When I get mad, I turn to Bruce Banner
Stop talkin' on me, watch your fuckin' grammar
Hand on the trigger, turn into a spammer
Hit a nigga up, on a fuckin' banner

[Verse: OsamaSon]
Better watch when I fuckin' lay you down
Glock 22 came with fifty round
I ain't crackin' no joke, you fuckin' clown
Pull up, get your shit laid down
Walked into [?], I don't got no smile
Look wrong, I'ma air this bitch out
I ain-I ain't never ask for no clout
You talk yo' shit, I'ma aim at your mouth
Finesse you, come beat down your house
Bitch, you shoot bricks, like Shaq, rebound
B-B-Bitch, can't take my sound
In the trap, I whip them pounds
Take your shit like lost and found
Like, this my shit, can't get it now, li-like how
O-O-Osama be going up, I'm like yeah, yeah
And this Glock, it shoot far
Shit I got right now, shoot through cars
Geeked than a ho, I'm on Mars
Fu-Fucked your ho, that bitch ours
Kick shit with a chop, I don't do no art
Add a drum, this bitch bark
C-Count racks in the dark, big .40 Cal', nigga, I ain't throwing no darts
Say, you better duck, take your heart
In the cut like Jeff in the dark