OTF KNIGHTMARE lyrics

[Intro: Trippie Redd & Lil Durk]
n*gga want smoke, lemme know somethin'
Lam' truck, Rolls truck, both of 'em
I don't think about death when I pour up
Hotbox in the trench doing donuts
Trap-a-Holics, b*tch, like you ain't know? Real trap sh*t
Yo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi'erre
Woah
OTF, 1400, gang
Gang
Gang, gang

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (Gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (Gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (Gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
On the block reppin' gang, gang, grew up real slimy
If you talk down on the gang, gang, we gon' do you grimy
On the block, I let my chain swing, f*ck it, n*gga, try me
'Cause we really, really, really in the field and sh*t
Murder, murder, do a hit, I do a drill and sh*t
Yeah, murder on my mind, I'm tryna kill some sh*t
If you ain't gang, gang, gang, hope you get killed, lil' b*tch
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (Gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (Gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (Gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (Gang)

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
n*gga want smoke, lemme know somethin'
Lam' truck, Rolls truck, both of 'em
I don't think about death when I pour up
Hotbox in the trench doing donuts
Gave a b*tch Perc' 10, made her throw up
Everybody on di*k when you blow up
Got thirty for a show, I ain't show up
I'm trying to be like Meech when I grow up
I got a switch on my Glock when I blow it
And I love my killers, they know it
You a b*tch n*gga, jump off the porch
Headshot when you walk out of court
I'm from the 'Raq where they murder for sports
Last opp got murdered, of course

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (Gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (Gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (Gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (Gang)
[Verse 3: G Herbo]
Real gang members, type of n*ggas say my name, hit you (Bow)
Let that flame get you, two n*ggas end up same picture, uh
Told myself I ain't havin' no paper 'til I could change Richards
f*ck is you lane switching? Go ahead set your pace and finish
All these chains glisten
Hand them out to my main n*ggas (Gang)
Quick to change n*ggas
Opps and I ain't the same n*ggas (Course not)
Click-clack, bang (Bang)
You know I ain't learned that at no range, n*gga (Course not)
Shoot at my veins, pus*y, can't hang if you ain't gang, n*gga

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (Gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (Gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (Gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (Gang)