[Intro]
(why you say gang)
Bk
(why you say gang)
Tm tm yeah bk shit ya heard
(why you say gang)
What
Fuck hoe
[Chorus]
Bitch its bk I ain't worried 'bout bitches
Fuck on yo hoe then take off with my riches
Fuck paparazzi bitch I don't take pictures
Whole team sipping purple coup up on my niggas
Riding round bitch we got the extension
We ain't fighting bitch I got Smith and Wesson
Glock with me non stop ain't no pressing
Geeked up teaching niggas a lesson
[Verse]
I ain't rapping bout my hair being pretty
And that's why all these lil hoes don't fuck with me
Coming up, bitch you better fuck with me
Ar-15 little bitch that's a semi
Give yo ass a heart attack on demi
Acting a fool on your block wit a emi
Ain't no other doin it better than me
Shout out my shooters way up in Miami
Sh-shout out my shooters way up on the top
Flock boy bitch we riding drop top
She want the gang tryna get at my top
At her crib then I'm wearing crop top
Gas pack bitch I don't smell the drops
Why you say gang
One to the brain do the dash
If you ain't bout it lil hoe I just laugh
Flee the scene shoot that bitch in her calves
[Bridge]
That's a revolver not a Glock
This blick is a solver I don't talk
I cannot lock her she a flock
Got yo muhfuckin [?]
[Chorus]
Bitch its bk I ain't worried 'bout bitches
Fuck on yo hoe then take off with my riches
Fuck paparazzi bitch I don't take pictures
Whole team sipping purple coup up on my niggas
Riding round bitch we got the extension
We ain't fighting bitch I got Smith and Wesson
Glock with me non stop ain't no pressing
Geeked up teaching niggas a lesson
