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[Intro: YBN Nahmir & Almighty Jay]
Hoodzone Productions
Gang
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, gang, gang
Gang, grra
b*tch, YBN sh*t
b*tch, ayy, ayy, gang, gang, ayy

[Verse 1: Almighty Jay & YBN Nahmir]
I'm chasin' a bag, countin' guap, while you n*ggas on some broke sh*t (b*tch)
My brother stay strapped, pop any n*gga on that ho sh*t (Grra)
Internet shooters, man, these n*ggas ain't gon' blow sh*t (They ain't gon' blow sh*t)
And you ain't my brother, so you can miss me with that bro sh*t (Ayy)
n*ggas say you flippin' work, then I'm on that kick a door sh*t (On that kick a door sh*t)
Take a n*gga down, get on that ground, get on that floor, b*tch (Grra, pow, pow, pow)
Your broski, he a clown, bro, move around 'fore you get domed, b*tch (Bro, move around, ayy)
Had to cut him off 'cause n*ggas snitchin' on that ho sh*t (These n*ggas hoes, ayy, ooh)

[Verse 2: Almighty Jay & YBN Nahmir]
I'm 'bout the cheese and the guap, yo' b*tch, she a thot, tryna take off her top (b*tch, ooh)
My brother just burnt out the lot, had to go cop a foreign just to drop out the top (skrrt, ooh)
I gotta watch for the opps, put a drum in the Glock, that's a whole hunnid shots (grrah, ooh)
n*ggas want beef with the gang, but the whole f*ckin' time, they be tellin' the cops (ayy)
I'm up in traffic, know that my pistol be clappin', run up, you think that I'm lackin' (grrah, pow, pow, pow)
b*tch, I'm a savage, I ain't never run from sh*t, b*tch, I be lettin' 'em have it (I'm high off Maverick, gang)
High off dope, no, I don't f*ck with them average, you n*ggas not 'bout that action (grrah)
Slide down, if a n*gga want smoke, you should've known that I'm packin' (ayy, b*tch, ooh)
[Verse 3: Almighty Jay & YBN Nahmir]
b*tch, I be high like a addict, Balenciaga, need to copy the fashion (b*tch)
Shootin' up sh*t like the navy, illegal guns 'cause these hoes automatic (grrah, grrah)
How you want smoke with the gang, but you stay put up?
n*gga, you don't want static (you don't want static)
Rented the Lamb' for a week, let Nahmir drive it and he almost crashed it
You n*ggas copy (copy), you n*ggas dissin' for fame (fame), you n*ggas really be lame (grrah)
Pop off, If I catch you then Jay rubbin' off the paint (he rubbin' off that paint, b*tch)
If I see you at that drive-thru, I might have a nice day (that's on my mama)
b*tch, this ain't no Mickey D's I turn yo' M into a K (grrah, pow, pow, pow)

[Verse 4: Almighty Jay & YBN Nahmir]
b*tch, I'm the man, my diamonds, they dance, yo' b*tch on my di*k like a fan (my diamonds, they dance)
I feel like Tay-K, I just did the race, 'cause I had to run up the bands (run up the bands)
My n*ggas' real shooters, so why would they fight? You know they not usin' no hands (nah)
Why n*ggas mad 'cause I tryna make it? That sh*t was just all in the plan (gang, all in the plan)
We ain't f*ckin' with no Ford so I'm bringin' out that Porsche
b*tch, I'm probly in the Jeep and yet, that b*tch ain't got no doors (skrrt)
b*tch, I'm speedin' in that 'Rari, know that label got a horse (it got a horse, b*tch)
Leather print up in that b*tch, so, yeah, I'm slayin' up them doors (ayy)

[Verse 5: Almighty Jay & YBN Nahmir]
I'm not from the Chi' but I'm throwin' Ls 'cause n*ggas be lamer than a b*tch (n*ggas, they lame)
Chasin' a bag, not chasin' a b*tch, blue hunnids like Lilo & Stitch
Don't f*ck with new n*ggas, just me and my brothers 'cause I know how quick n*ggas switch (me and my brothers)
He talkin' that sh*t, two to three shells, split that boy's sh*t like a Twix (gang, gang)
When we pull up and hop out, these n*ggas run (these n*ggas run, ayy)
They be talkin' like, "Oh, sh*t, he got a gun" (ayy)
Know that K, it hold 50, it got a drum (ayy)
Know that chopper's got bullets size as a plum (grrah, pow, pow, pow, ayy)
[Outro: YBN Nahmir]
b*tch, you already know what it is, n*gga, YBN sh*t, n*gga, duck yo' mothaf*ckin' taco, b*tch, huh?
YBN sh*t, b*tch, huh? Sly, b*tch, ayy
Bow, bow, b*tch, ayy, gang, gang, gang