Gang Baby (feat. Rojay MLP & RJAE)

These boys got elevated

Ayo, Jimmy got the sauce, boy

JR, you trippin'

Dirty cutter, I get caught with it, state property

Gang baby, I was locked down up in Lake Providence

Fresh out the pen', lead in that pen, you could ride to this

Real gun smoke, them **** know they hide from this

I wet the whole Chevelle, been on they trail

Bitch, you better not tell, I got shit for sale

Plus I got some shit that ring your bell

Say it won't never fail

That package that I sent, handle with care

Put that on the scale, need a whole bunch of tape to wrap a bale

Uh, fuck that shit, fuck that shit, I'm up now

I heard them **** out here watchin' 'cause I'm on now

Uh, they heard I got that dope so now they tappin' phones now

Uh, they see that paper so they won't leave me alone now

Fuck it, though

Fuck the feds, I'ma be the one that's gon' kick down your door

You can't hear me when I'm creepin' 'cause I'm on my tippy toes

This .40 leave you stiffer than a fucked ho

All we inhale is gun smoke, watch action from the front row, yeah

I'ma hop out in the party, I'ma kill you and your kinfolk

I leave a **** down and leave him red like some hot Cheetos

And if you speak on me, don't give a fuck if you my people

I'ma roll a **** up like I was rollin' up a taco

Fuck it, hop out, make 'em Glocks blow

And bitch, the choppa got a stock hole

No serial code, but I pull up in a lockout

Punish him, I hit him up like I was Tupac, dawg

Trigger finger itchin' to squeeze it, this gon' fuck it up

Uh, okay, PY 'dem where them straps? Yeah, I'm back, yeah

Don't give a fuck 'bout what you say

Because I know that it's all cap, yeah

Uh, I run it up a couple laps, yeah

I spinned the block too many times

But fuck that shit, youngin, I might just double-back, yeah

Okay, bing bong, bullets hittin' everywhere, ricochet

I'm a menace to society, I'm hated by the ministry

Okay, them bullets burn

I just send it to him, let that **** bake

He can't never say he never saw it comin'

Put it in his face

My gun be tryna fuck with somethin', just let the cutter cut

I can't leave without it, it come in handy like Kobe in the clutch

Don't be afraid to jump right in, ****, this ain't no Double Dutch

Where I'm from, we was trained to kill, who want war with us?

Whole lot of redrum from me, sip it till it's done

A lot of bodies is what you gon' see, bullets bigger than my thumb

Don't make me have to clap this bitch

Make sure that the job is done

Can't let you double-back on me, I only gotta do it once

Bitch, it's up, bitch, you know it's done

Bitch, you know it's up

I ain't gotta say no words

Once you move, they leave you stuck

Leave your body on the curb

Speaking out your top, you must got nuts

No, I ain't trippin', we gon' swerve

I don't give a fuck, make your tail tuck