Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I been tryna make it all ways
Tryna do it for the gang
I been tryna make it all ways
Tryna do it for the gang
Purp in my cup makin' me lag like
[Verse 2]
Five hundred on the kicks (Swish)
Money came in from the lick
I been trappin' in the broad day
Brothers standin' for a check
These riders don't know how to live
All around my **** Tizz
Said she rollin' to the bricks, yeah
Said she rollin' to the bricks
Money comin', bet they know us now
I been trappin' on my own
I been tryna blot these heads out
Money waitin' on my phone (Bring)
These broke boys better know
Broke boys gotta go
Gettin' money from the trap house
Gettin' money from the shows
[Verse 3]
I skoo doo doo doo doo the gang
I skoo doo doo doo doo, we swervin'
Boo boo boo boo boo, we bang 'em
Burn through the clothes and they done
Gang, gang, gang, gang, yeah gang
She buy up the batter in person
I says it and size up a man
Who done takes on while twerkin'?
They been talkin', it's bang, bang
Only lickin' them blanks
Dip a man on my shine, yeah
And send him back to his gang, whoa
See my clips aren't full
See my clip, we gon' bool
Then we fly in the bay, yeah
I throw your bitch in my pool (Splash)
[Verse 4]
I been tryna make it all ways
Tryna do it for the gang
I been tryna make it all ways
Tryna do it for the gang
Designer up on my back
Got bad B's cuttin' for the gang
I might just take your girl 'cause I can
Purp in my cup makin' me lag like
[Verse 5]
I been tryna make it all ways
Tryna do it for the gang
I been tryna make it all ways
Tryna do it for the gang
Designer up on my back
Got bad B's cuttin' for the gang
I might just take your girl 'cause I can
Purp in my cup makin' me lag like
[Verse 6]
Money, money, money, money (Cheddar)
A **** young and money hungry (True)
Switchin', switchin' out the third lane
My **** head into the money
Man who down them want a paper now
I make the cake just like a baker
Said you feel I'm your waiter
The block be harder than Jamaica now
Cheddar, cheddar, cheddar, cheddar
Beggin', beggin', beggin', please just bring my money round
We dressed in all black as a bunny man
Watch them push all that fringe as a funny man
I might just go bring a chick around
Do-do the dab before I get the chow
Doin' music on the scene
Shit, I might go and bring my doo doo doo around
[Verse 7]
My bun, that guy, man, a not my G
I told these guys, stop claimin' me
They claim us, they claim us, they force it
You know Brandz runnin' his forces
Music got me up till the morning
Tryna blow crickets, I'm stallin'
All these bitches, they come and they go
Money on me, I got moolah on my thoughts
We mash, work and stay grindin'
And fuck all these shows
We flip beasts like red meat
And dab on these hoes
These bitches don't know who they messin' with
These bitches, they know I'm the best, the best
[Verse 8]
Away, shottin' down shows with the gang, gang, gang
Away, so this shit all for my gang, gang, gang
Blow up, they'll fuck you with me and the gang, gang, gang
No one be flyer than me and the gang, gang, gang
[Verse 9]
I been tryna make it all ways
Tryna do it for the gang
I been tryna make it all ways
Tryna do it for the gang
Designer up on my back
Got bad B's cuttin' for the gang
I might just take your girl 'cause I can
Purp in my cup makin' me lag like
[Verse 10]
I been tryna make it all ways
Tryna do it for the gang
I been tryna make it all ways
Tryna do it for the gang
Designer up on my back
Got bad B's cuttin' for the gang
I might just take your girl 'cause I can
Purp in my cup makin' me lag like
[Verse 11]
Designer up on my back
Got bad B's cuttin' for the gang
I might just take your girl 'cause I can
Purp in my cup makin' me lag like
[Verse 12]
Designer up on my back
Got bad B's cuttin' for the gang
I might just take your girl 'cause I can
Purp in my cup makin' me lag like
Written by: Brandz, Tizzy
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