That’s Gangster

[Intro: Pluto & Daveed]

Pluto: Switcharoo shit...

Daveed: Whoo! Fucking crazy man I ain't ever known another nigga to do it like that here

Pluto: Straight up man, oh man I'm glad I spent it the way I did though man. I-I've been ready my nigga you know I knew the consequences [?] of all this shit that um, yeah. I-I've kind of have a picture of, of, of what happened now

[Verse 1]
Mirrabooka drug squad raided his digs
I was already in cuffs pigs banging down the door shit
Man you know my nigga hit the fence and he dip
Left thirty grand in cash three hundred pills and pounds at the crib

What you know about taking that much loss
Police eyes on you watching how much you floss
Binoculars on the boss bitch niggas want it all
And they ain't finna risk shit like this dog

And man my nigga man he knew this shit
That's why he switched his CLS Benz to a Mazda 6
'cause the Feds ain't ever seen a hunger like this
Neighbourhood watch don't know who they fucking with

Loose lips sink ships when them two bitches snitched
Brought down a dynasty over some personal hits
Can't trust clientele they waiting to flip
You already know what it is bitch nigga suck a disk

[Chorus]

That's some gangster shit, You mad cunt
Pounds and flips, That's mad cunt
The finest bitches, So mad cunt
From rags to riches, That's gangster

Move pounds like bricks, You mad cunt
Popping bic's stay lit, That's mad cunt
We know who's snitching, So mad cunt
Leave them all in stitches, That's gangster ah

[Verse 2]
Spent twelve hours in a cell 'cause my lips stay sealed
Eighteen hours on the grind two days since my last meal
Definition of trill let's see who really about it still
'cause when your hands in cuffs your mind start racing for real

Stay smoking in the traps all day so I'm lifted
Police take my picture while my red eyes glisten
Swabbed in the mouth while my fingers getting printed
Even had to cough and squat for these bitch ass niggas

Hundred fifty grams in the evidence bag
Thought they had me snagged but wouldn't flip on my man's
Didn't bother with me but put my bitch on the cam
You know it's Bonnie and Clyde when a bitch can lie on the stand

But his soon to be ex walked up in the precinct
Lasted five minutes in the cell for the bitch sing
Ain't got no thug in her so we glad he stayed pimping
'cause in one minute she side with the pigs to play the victim

[Chorus]

That's some gangster shit, You mad cunt
Pounds and flips, That's mad cunt
The finest bitches, So mad cunt
From rags to riches, That's gangster

Move pounds like bricks, You mad cunt
Popping bic's stay lit, That's mad cunt
We know who's snitching, So mad cunt
Leave them all in stitches, That's gangster ah