Lights On

Ah, woo

They cheated, uh

Look (Great John on the beat by the way)

I know they cheat on a ****, look

Turn the lights on (That's shooter gang)

Shooter gang in the buildin', huh (Shooter, shooter, that's shooter gang)

A hunnid straps, how you feelin'? (Shooter gang, gang, gang, gang)

We came to, woah, we came to, uh, look (That's shooter gang, shooter, shooter, that's shooter gang)

'Cause we came to send this bitch up (Shooter gang, gang, gang, gang)

It's me, Sheff G, I'm the realest, it's fuck how you feelin', ****

It's me, Sheff G, keep your distance, the gang ain't too friendly, ****

Can't breathe (Huh), bitches flockin', can't wait 'til they meet a ****, huh, look

Shawty wildin', she know how to treat a ****

They lovin' my style, they see me and they get to wildin' out, huh, huh

They never loved me then, I got rich and they love me now, huh

Anybody wanna get it, get that (Ah, woo)

You get hit, you standin' with it

I got thirty rounds for any ****, huh

You ain't get it, mind your business (Mind your business)

Look, get to the money, man, you know that I gotta get to the breesh (Breesh)

We eat good (Good), feast (Feast)

Get to the money, man, you know that I gotta get to the breesh (Breesh)

Huh, and we eat good (Way too hard)

She gon' dance, make it bounce with no hands

She get litty, huh, Winner's Circle in yo' city, huh

Get to sprayin', no graffiti, huh (Ayy, ayy, huh)

Look, count all your blessings, huh, look

Gang with me, huh, got all the weapons

Racin' forward, push on the gas like I'm racin' forward, ayy, ayy

Racin' forward, push on the gas like I'm racin' forward (Ayy, ayy)

I got the bag, I was waitin' on it, uh, uh, waitin' for it

I got the bag, I was waitin' for it

These **** mad, waitin' on it

Tell them ****

Turn the lights on (That's shooter gang)

Shooter gang in the buildin', yeah (Shooter, shooter, that's shooter gang)

A hunnid straps, how you feelin'? (Shooter gang, gang, gang, gang)

We came to, uh, we came to, uh, look (That's shooter gang, shooter, shooter, that's shooter gang)

'Cause we came to send this bitch up (Shooter gang, gang, gang, gang)

It's me, Sheff G, I'm the realest, it's fuck how you feelin', ****

It's me, Sheff G, keep your distance, the gang ain't too friendly, ****

Can't breathe (Yeah), bitches flockin', can't wait 'til they meet a ****, huh, look

Shawty wildin', she know how to treat a ****