Gangsta Shit

Baggin', homie, p'd up, ship it

Berner a hard-head motherfucker, don't listen (I don't listen)

Yeah, we smoke different and my gold drippin'

You see the old school driftin' and the gold spinnin' (gold spinnin')

They say

Bern, you got a couple more bags of float?

Hell nah, I need more cash to blow

It's a young millionaire on bullshit (on bullshit)

Slime of the month, full clip (full clip)

Two bottles and a bag of the best (of the best)

If the shit smoke good, then I'm grabbin' the rest (I need it all)

I'ma weigh shit, that mean my cake thicker

That mean my bitches 'bout it, 'bout it ('bout it, 'bout it)

Go grab a bag and count it (yeah)

I'm a O.G. cat when it come to the pack

Take a flight down south, then I drive it right back

My fuckin' ice cold, it's a light show

Yeah, I'm doin' 95 with my eyes closed (yeah)

I smoke big, homie, it'll split your wig

I'm so cold, my neck game, wrists is froze

The heavy weight, pushin' it from state to state

'Cause we eatin', needin' more on my plate

I'm so fly, flyer than an eagle with wings

Yadadamean? You know I'm so fresh, so clean

I stay high, nobody out smoke me

'Cause I'm a fiend when it come to gettin' the cheese

I'm O. G

Comin' through the cut bangin' daz and kurupt

Got a six-trey rag on the back of the homie truck

Trailin' it to vegas for the supershow, player

Tamper switch lead, put the frame in the pavement

On-time payments, dope we be slangin'

Art, you should frame it, g's maintain it

Outside, all time, bitch, that's not changin'

Stayin' the same way from the day that I came in

Go against this, yeah, niggas can't win

In my z28, let the fuckin' tires spin

Money that's spent, vacation trips

Places we done went, big dollars make sense

Clean, wash, and rinse, keep yourself fit

'Cause the motherfucker can't hop the fence'll get bit

Stay on your shit, can't afford to slip

Fuck around, get your name scratched off the list

I smoke big, homie, it'll split your wig

I'm so cold, my neck game, wrists is froze

The heavy weight, pushin' it from state to state

'Cause we eatin', needin' more on my plate

I'm so fly, flyer than an eagle with wings

Yadadamean? You know I'm so fresh, so clean

I stay high, nobody out smoke me

'Cause I'm a fiend when it come to gettin' the cheese

I'm O. G

D'usse bottles and brand new cars

I'ma live it up 'cause I been goin' hard

I could spend the cash or I could swipe the card

I'm headed outta town so the coupe is at large

Hit the switch, nigga, don't fuck around with bitch niggas

What you see around me is a gang of rich niggas

Hangin' at south park 'til all hours is dark

Then I skrrt off in my brand new trackhawk

You know that gangstas live and gangstas die

So why all your gangs just keep multiplyin'?

Saggin', double g'd up, crippin'

Motherfuckers nervous 'cause I'm too ambitious

These niggas really don't want no money

I'm out the round table 'bout to launch my new company

If you ain't thinkin' big, then you gotta go

If they hatin' in your hood, you either rich or you a ho

Gangsta shit, gangsta shit

Gangsta shit, I'm on some gangsta shit

Gangsta shit, gangsta shit

Gangsta shit, I'm on some gangsta shit

Gangsta shit, gangsta shit

Gangsta shit, I'm on some gangsta shit

Gangsta shit, gangsta shit

Gangsta shit, I'm on some gangsta shit

I put it down for that west coast

We smoke the best, we choke the most

Can't nobody come close

Y'all smokin' on that okey doke

We hustle everyday to get this grip

Stay away you broke bitch

I'm from the cali code where we ball hard

And we hustle harder on the boulevard