ON GANG

[Intro]
(Fuck)
On gang, on gang
Frrt, frrt
Frrt, frrt, frrt

[Verse]
I hope everybody catch 'em when we link
Stand on top him, put my opp on a knee
Niggas serving weed, we're not Chuck E. Cheese
I ain't wanna eat my vegetables, P's
Give you some love, keep the rest of your weed
I'm happy with blick like a kid with candy
My fine shit Español, Spanish
Walked in that bitch with a Shiesty, fuck cameras
I was tripping like I slipped on bananas
We gon' fill up in that hotbox, we cramped up
Nigga can't hear what he saying, he amped up
You tryna serve me your weed, I need a sample
Nigga get too spooked, shit in his Pampers
Keep the fire tucked, I won't show you my blammer
Put your money down, it's locked in when you gamble
I be the first one put hand on that scram
Terrified, on this side, we blam
We wasn't locked in, now you talkin' 'bout you fam
I'm used to zot, it don't fuck up my mind
I really get dripped, I done used up my money
Lil' twin wig, he gon' give you your punishment
Bitch pushed up, I had to ask who she coming with
On the front porch with a stick, I'm standing with it
Nigga too hyped, they wanna ask you to calm down
You the one shopped, we wasn't asking you to come 'round
Got on Shiesty, I'm swift through cameras
Find out that store got that drip, I spam 'em
Nigga ran, wait for lil' twin, we sandwich him
I'm in the hood, pop out unexpected
GTA, I'm having guns selected
Drugs straight drop, you get infected
Hood too hot, I'm surprised I ain't melted
We gon' slime out her ex, mad, said she felt it
Nigga get whooped with belt, I know you felt it
Nigga keep biting my drip, ain't hefty
Rap game ain't what it seem, it's scripted
I feel like I'm the only one dripped, I'm dripping
Treat the drip like it's somethin' else, Giuseppe
You not that big dog, you not el jefe
Lil' buddy got on the Shiesty, he prep face
We gon' step on your face, that be a step face
Tryna find a Trackhawk, I don't want no straight eight
Nigga turn red, nigga get bright-faced
I'm moving 'round with my fire, I ain't lightweight
I really ran up a ten, that's a light day
Push up to do a show, left the right way
I don't know if buddy gon' serve, he might play
Strawberry red drip, niggas be shortcake
"Hurry up and eat up your opps," what the fork say
Supreme collab my jacket with North Face
I'm from the South, but I pop shit at North way
"Hurry up and put that ho out"—
"Hurry up and put that ho out," what the door say
I was tryna find a way out on that horseshoe
What you 'posed to do with that drop? You post two
Nigga get turned to some zot, we ghost you (On gang, on gang)

[Outro]
Frrt, frrt (On gang, on gang)
On gang, on gang, on gang