I Love My Gang (feat. Ching)

Squad, squad, squad, squad

Squad, skrrt, squad, skrrt

Squad, squad

I swear, I swear, I swear, I swear

I swear, I swear I love my squad

Yeah, we go hard

Yeah, we go hard

Yeah, we go hard

Yeah, we go hard

I love my squad

I love my squad

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm

I got a couple **** shootin' like they Pippen (Like they what?)

I swear I love my gang, uh

Twenty-four round the block that we be scoring (We be what?)

I swear I love my gang, uh

You can catch me posted up with the gang (With the what?)

I swear I love my gang, uh

Cash flow, HBG, know we bang (You know we what?)

I swear I love my gang, uh

You can't catch me anywhere without my gang (Without my what?)

I swear I love my gang, uh

A **** dissin', twenty shots up to his brain (To his what?)

I swear I love my gang, uh

I swear I love my gang, uh

Cash flow some drone boys we hot like a sauna

You could fall to the Jane that's a daily gaza

Music poppin', bitches dancing like it's Caribana

When we pull up we go skrrt, skrrt with the crew

I'm cash flow, I'm HBG, bitch, who are you?

And also shoutout twenty-four, that's twenty-two plus two

Pull up on your block, I feel like Curry with the wrist, uh

Diamonds dancing and they yellow like piss, uh

Twenty if you wanna diss, uh

That burner go hit a skin, uh

You don't want no ketchup on skin, no

I got a couple **** shootin' like they Pippen (Like they what?)

I swear I love my gang, uh

Twenty-four round the block that we be scoring (We be what?)

I swear I love my gang, uh

You can catch me posted up with the gang (With the what?)

I swear I love my gang, uh

Cash flow, HBG, know we bang (You know we what?)

I swear I love my gang, uh

You can't catch me anywhere without my gang (Without my what?)

I swear I love my gang, uh

A **** dissin', twenty shots up to his brain (To his what?)

I swear I love my gang, uh

I swear I love my gang, uh

Yeah, that shorty wanna fuck, she give me brains, uh

Ask your friend, she know about me 'cause my fame, uh

Me and my crew get the bag, that's my squad, uh

I'm runnin', I'm chasin' the bag, cashin', I'm poppin' them tags

Humble, I don't even brag, your girl, she love my swag

Poppin' out my wrist I want a Rollie

Talk up to the team you'll get smoked like bogie

I don't fuck with fakes, you a rat, that's a no-no

Come into the trap, you got to keep it on the low-low

Always on my feet, chase the check on the go-go

Rockin' with my gang, that's my team, I'm never solo

I got a couple **** shootin' like they Pippen (Like they what?)

I swear I love my gang, uh

Twenty-four round the block that we be scoring (We be what?)

I swear I love my gang, uh

You can catch me posted up with the gang (With the what?)

I swear I love my gang, uh

Cash flow, HBG, know we bang (You know we what?)

I swear I love my gang, uh

You can't catch me anywhere without my gang (Without my what?)

I swear I love my gang, uh

A **** dissin', twenty shots up to his brain (To his what?)

I swear I love my gang, uh

I swear I love my gang, uh

I swear, I swear, I swear, I swear I love my squad

Yeah, we go hard

Yeah, we go hard

Yeah, we go hard