Gangland

Future Hendrix, yeah

It ain't a secret, straight up

I'm the one that got the presi' flooded

You wear more Chanel than anybody

You the type to get ya man indicted

I'm the type to pull up in a Spyder

I'm the type to drive a Hummer

Put a hunna round clip inside a dirty rifle

It's dirty when it got a homi' on it

Fuck that **** put a bounty on 'em

I'm the one that put the dirty in the cup

Had you sippin' noddin' off ****

You was gettin' fronted runnin' off ****

I made myself to a boss ****

Put a hunnid carats in a cross ****

I spent two hunnid thousand on a cross ****

Can't never sleep 'cause it a cost ****

They can never see my palms sweaty

You did never see the hurt in me

I'm so sick and tired of being humbled, ****

This money put a lot of demons in me

Went and tatted all these angels on me

Fuck that ****, put a tracker on 'em

Then we throw a Pat Riley on 'em

These commas coming in, these haters coming in

The karma coming back from when I was getting it in

My baby mama tryna sue again

Bought my little ones Christian Louboutin's

Get my **** commissary in the pen

Got the federallies on a **** chin

Fuck the Benz, I'ma whip the Spur

Said, fuck my Spur and bought my bitch a Ghost

I'm full of syrup and I'm seeing ghosts

I'm pushing heroin like the N.O.

You know we got that boy boy like New Orleans, you hear me?

We runnin' that pack through Chi Town, Memphis

All up through B-more and DC

Back down South, you hear me?

Lil' Mexico turf a gangland

I'm ABK like I'm Zonaman

Does anybody kill a ****?

Do you got the heart to kill a ****? (Splat)

A hunnid thousand for a lawyer

You gotta be a Johnnie Cochran

We'll take the dope from over the border

From the water, put it in some water

Know some Mexicanos down in Georgia (My migos)

We on every channel when we poppin'

Hit 'em in the head and started braggin' 'bout it

They on seventh street, they got a bunch of bodies

Got a bunch of chains, my neck is very crowded

When I flood the street, they have a powder shower

Know the recipe, you need to learn about it

Finessin' ****, gotta learn about it

I could cook it in the microwave

I got ya baby mama with the shits

I got ya son sittin' on a brick

My teacher said I wouldn't be shit

She even know what I represent

FreeBand Gang President

Money over everythang, ****

And everythang else irrelevant

Lil' Mexico turf a gangland

I'm ABK like I'm Zonaman

Does anybody kill a ****?

Do you got the heart to kill a ****?

A hundred thousand for a lawyer

You gotta be a Johnnie Cochran

We take the dope from over the border

From the water, put it in some water