[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Woo)
Metro in this bitch with me, nigga (Chopsquad)
Chop on the beat, you know what I'm sayin'? We gon' turn up for 'em
Guess what
[Chorus]
My whole life, I liked to gang bang, ayy
Chief Keef a nigga, we bang bang, whoa
I love them, they love me, we tango
They help me stack these chips like Pringles
This weed I smoke's no joke, this drink I drink's no joke
Young Thug rank ain't no joke, my old lady ain't no joke
YSL ain't no joke, no joke, no joke, no joke
I swear it's not a joke, no joke, no joke, no joke, I swear, I swear, I swear
[Verse 1]
Hey, you got them racks, Young Thugga there
Plus I got more power than a damn electric chair
Looked her in her eyes and now she clashin' our dope here
I'm gettin' stoned, that's why I'm wearin' summer gear
Shoot his ass in the face, leave his ass by the lake, no trace, no case
30 bands right below my waist
You can touch like a board, I ain't hit a sweepstakes though
After all them eats, better eat off my plate, pasos by the caseload
The big homie, he got you, Mexico with Maceo
Alright, I'm ridin' 'round town and put my hands down
If that's a nigga from your crew then put his hands down
Better watch his ass, better watch his ass
'Cause if you let this shit pass, your career ain't gon' last
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Woo)
Metro in this bitch with me, nigga (Chopsquad)
Chop on the beat, you know what I'm sayin'? We gon' turn up for 'em
Guess what
[Chorus]
My whole life, I liked to gang bang, ayy
Chief Keef a nigga, we bang bang, whoa
I love them, they love me, we tango
They help me stack these chips like Pringles
This weed I smoke's no joke, this drink I drink's no joke
Young Thug rank ain't no joke, my old lady ain't no joke
YSL ain't no joke, no joke, no joke, no joke
I swear it's not a joke, no joke, no joke, no joke, I swear, I swear, I swear
[Verse 1]
Hey, you got them racks, Young Thugga there
Plus I got more power than a damn electric chair
Looked her in her eyes and now she clashin' our dope here
I'm gettin' stoned, that's why I'm wearin' summer gear
Shoot his ass in the face, leave his ass by the lake, no trace, no case
30 bands right below my waist
You can touch like a board, I ain't hit a sweepstakes though
After all them eats, better eat off my plate, pasos by the caseload
The big homie, he got you, Mexico with Maceo
Alright, I'm ridin' 'round town and put my hands down
If that's a nigga from your crew then put his hands down
Better watch his ass, better watch his ass
'Cause if you let this shit pass, your career ain't gon' last
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