Lyrics Gang - Cdot Honcho, Calboy

Gang

That’s about 4−5, 4−5 clips, niggas know they ain’t on piss
Remember I ain’t had shit and wished them days would go by
Now every day they go by, I’m looking up shit to go buy
I’m still a youngin', I’ll pull up in something and make a bitch momma say 'oh
my'!
(Swerve!)
I’ll have my cousin give you a hunnid, that’s a real chain and a throwback (Bow,
bow!)
Niggas don’t really be playing with guns, y’all prolly get hurt from the
blowback (Bitch!)
Niggas ain’t come from where I come from, I don’t know what book y’all go by
(Book y’all go by)
You could be on the other side of town, just hit me, I’ll get there in no time
I feel like Kobe in '09, get 'em smoked, then smoke to unwind
And when we catch you, make sure you have the same energy you had online
They white-chalking you outside, we basically leaving you outlined
And can you agree that you play long enough, get you a show at half-time
You ain’t gon' make it to see the rest of the game, we cuttin' yo' lifeline
Ay, he lackin' in that SUV, we found him like a UAV
Get with it, put hot shit in him, turn yo' shit to an ATV
I sent 100 DMs, I got goin' on the first line
She told you 'but we just met', I hit that bitch on the first time
You at home losing your mind, cuz she never answer her FaceTime
Fuckin' her face, her face man, she told me 'hold up, my waistline'
The whole gang in here, that .45 sticks (Gang!)
That’s about 4−5 .45 clips, niggas know they ain’t on piss
Remember I ain’t had shit and wished them days would go by
Now every day they go by, I’m looking up shit to go buy
I’m still a youngin', I’ll pull up in something and make a bitch momma say 'oh
my'!
(Swerve!)
I’ll have my cousin give you a hunnid, that’s a real chain and a throwback (Bow,
bow!)
Niggas don’t really be playing with guns, y’all prolly get hurt from the
blowback (Bitch!)
Niggas ain’t come from where I come from, I don’t know what book y’all go by
(Book y’all go by)
Most of these niggas be posin', most of these niggas be talkin'
He wanna reach for that water, now he gotta sleep with the dolphins
I’m known to keep it a hunnid, so he gotta die if he cross me
I’m known to run up a hunnid a minute, so I know she mad she lost me
And niggas, they know I coming from nothing, now I just be on some boss shit
He gotta go if he play with that bread, so I send my shooter to stalk him
And I might slide in the brand new coupe, no it ain’t rented, I bought it
I keep my shortie with me and he shoot, no he ain’t missin', I taught him
We in the spot, better watch your step, I got the gang in here
I let it blow till there ain’t nothin' left, we bussin' his brains in here
And you know Cal the Wild get wild, you know I got danger near
I just might pop out the cut with a clip, cuz you catchin' a fade out here
The whole gang in here, that .45 sticks (Gang!)
That’s about 4−5, 4−5 clips, niggas know they ain’t on piss
Remember I ain’t had shit and wished them days would go by
Now every day they go by, I’m looking up shit to go buy
I’m still a youngin', I’ll pull up in something and make a bitch momma say 'oh
my'!
(Swerve!)
I’ll have my cousin give you a hunnid, that’s a real chain and a throwback (Bow,
bow!)
Niggas don’t really be playing with guns, y’all prolly get hurt from the
blowback (Bitch!)
Niggas ain’t come from where I come from, I don’t know what book y’all go by
(Book y’all go by)