[Produced by Nez & Rio]
[Intro: Joy]
Hello... Hello? Fuck rap, my daddy a gangsta
[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, we
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, G
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, groove
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, Q
[Post-Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Figg Side! (They want that gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, uhh
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]
What it do, young niggas? What it do, young bitches?
I got my drink in my cup, I got my Backwood, no Swishers
And bitch, I'm faded, fucking faded, yeah, I'm famous
What? I'm famous, fucking famous, nigga I made it!
When I was broke, I got me that nine
With that nine, I hit me that lick
And then with that lick, it came with that yola
With that yola, it came with your bitch
And see now your bitch, she gon' work on that corner
I don't care if that ho got pneumonia
Give me racks and you won't get a quota
She don't run game, I'm the only controller
So what's up now? Straight pimpin' over here
And I put that shit on Vers, nigga
I been checking ass all on the curb, nigga
You could tell that she fucking with a Figg nigga
What it is, nigga? Perrier Jouet Rosé, I might relocate
Out of my mind, this world, I'm high, goddammit, I'm fly
(Yay-yay) My grandma showed me my first strap
My nigga Rat-Tone always had the flyest gats
I finally got mine... dirt nap
Real niggas don't die homeboy, we multiply
And shit, come around my town you clown, that's suicide
[Intro: Joy]
Hello... Hello? Fuck rap, my daddy a gangsta
[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, we
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, G
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, groove
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, Q
[Post-Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Figg Side! (They want that gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, uhh
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]
What it do, young niggas? What it do, young bitches?
I got my drink in my cup, I got my Backwood, no Swishers
And bitch, I'm faded, fucking faded, yeah, I'm famous
What? I'm famous, fucking famous, nigga I made it!
When I was broke, I got me that nine
With that nine, I hit me that lick
And then with that lick, it came with that yola
With that yola, it came with your bitch
And see now your bitch, she gon' work on that corner
I don't care if that ho got pneumonia
Give me racks and you won't get a quota
She don't run game, I'm the only controller
So what's up now? Straight pimpin' over here
And I put that shit on Vers, nigga
I been checking ass all on the curb, nigga
You could tell that she fucking with a Figg nigga
What it is, nigga? Perrier Jouet Rosé, I might relocate
Out of my mind, this world, I'm high, goddammit, I'm fly
(Yay-yay) My grandma showed me my first strap
My nigga Rat-Tone always had the flyest gats
I finally got mine... dirt nap
Real niggas don't die homeboy, we multiply
And shit, come around my town you clown, that's suicide
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