Out the Way

[Intro]
(Damn, Spancy)

[Chorus: PGF Mooda]
We ain't playin' with no niggas (Niggas), get shit out the way (The way)
Pretty bitch gon' text his phone (Text his phone) just to find out where he stay (On gang)
I been lurkin' for so long (So long), man, it's my time today (On gang)
Soon as he come up out his crib (His crib) we put switches to his face (Rrah, rrah, rrah)
And if you rocked out with him (With him) then they gon' get it too (On gang)
Pop up out that cut blickin' (Blickin'), ain't no blinkin' when I shoot (On gang)
Psycho Gang, that be the gang (The gang), you sound dumb talkin' 'bout recruit (Dumb)
Think he one of mines, nah, bitch (Nah), he can get it too (He get it gone)

[Verse 1: PGF Mooda]
I been slimin' shit, they know I been takin' shit (Takin')
Steal a steamer, racin' shit
Hop out blickin', bakin' shit (Rrah, rrah)
I ain't got no opps, them niggas cops and they don't wanna beat (They don't wanna beat)
When I see 'em best believe you that they (That they) use they feet (Super fast)
I be droppin' real heat (Real), opp niggas can't compete (They can't)
They gon' keep on dissin' on my homies 'til we put his ass underneath (Under, in the ground)
Psycho Gang be poppin' shit, they know that we droppin' shit
If she throwin' at the opps shit then we gon' pop the bitch
Boy, this shit get real (Real), get on niggas heels (On heels)
Any nigga diss on Marlo (On Marlo) guarantee you he get killed (On gang)
I was just a shorty (Shorty) out here tryna jump up in the field (The field)
Now I'm older, tote a forty (A forty), play with me and you get killed (Damn, Spancy, on gang)

[Chorus: PGF Mooda]
We ain't playin' with no niggas (No niggas), get shit out the way (On gang)
Pretty bitch gon' text his phone (His phone) just to find out where he stay (On gang)
I been lurkin' for so long (So long), man, it's my time today (Go)
Soon as he come up out his crib (His crib) we put switches to his face (Brr, brr)
And if you rocked out with him then they gon' get it too
Pop up out that cut blickin', ain't no blinkin' when I shoot (Brr, brr)
Psycho Gang, that be the gang, you sound dumb talkin' 'bout recruit
Think he one of mines, nah, bitch, he can get it too (On gang, bitch)

[Verse 2: PGF Nuk]
Yeah, he can get it too (Yup) 'cause he fuckin' with the opps (The opps)
Boy, you better not, just like grease we gon' let it pop (Bop, bop, bop, bop)
Two-fifty shots, let it rock, this bitch non-stop (Rrah, rrah)
I just fucked a bop, she gave me top in a drop top (Yup)
Let's go hotbox (Hotbox), let's go send shots (Send shots)
All these niggas act like they with it but they really not (They really not)
Niggas really hoes (Really hoes), you'll get exposed (Get exposed)
I would tell 'em you a bitch but they already know (They already know)
Ayy, you a foe (You a foe), you a snitch, ayy (You a snitch)
You a ho, ayy (You a ho), a whole bitch, ayy (A whole bitch, bitch)
I'ma make you use your feet because you love to run your lips, ayy
Now you a zip, I just gave the weed man a tip (Damn, Spancy, ha, gang)

[Chorus: PGF Mooda]
We ain't playin' with no niggas (No niggas), get shit out the way (On gang)
Pretty bitch gon' text his phone (His phone) just to find out where he stay (On gang)
I been lurkin' for so long (So long), man, it's my time today (Go)
Soon as he come up out his crib (His crib) we put switches to his face (Brr, brr)
And if you rocked out with him then they gon' get it too
Pop up out that cut blickin', ain't no blinkin' when I shoot (Brr, brr)
Psycho Gang, that be the gang, you sound dumb talkin' 'bout recruit
Think he one of mines, nah, bitch, he can get it too (On gang, bitch)