You dig?
You gon' die
You gon' die
You gon' die
Yeah uh, what that mean?
Yeah, what that mean?
I'm outside, pop out gang with the team bitch
Ooh, what that mean?
We all lit, that's on gang
That's on me, bitch
Ooh, yeah, huh
Murder murder slatt
Choppa big (yeah), it blow your back (yeah)
Hanging with them slatts (yeah)
p***y nigga we tote gats (yeah)
Nigga you get whacked (yeah, yeah)
That's on gang and that's all facts, uh
We shoot .223's (baw)
We'll take your life (gang)
We out with the gang
You know we gon' slide
We out with them bees
All up in a hive
You talk down on me
Nigga you gon' die
We a different kind
And we be on different times
Rocking number nine jeans
And I be so fly
We from different sides
p***y I'ma up that fire
Talking all that tough shit on the gang
p***y bitch and you gon' die
Yeah, huh, you gon' die
Yeah nigga, you gon' die
Huh, you gon' die
Yeah uh, what that mean?
Yeah, what that mean?
I'm outside, pop out gang with the team bitch
Ooh, what that mean?
We all lit, that's on gang
That's on me, bitch
Ooh, yeah, huh
Murder murder slatt
Choppa big (yeah), it blow your back (yeah)
Hanging with them slatts (yeah)
p***y nigga we tote gats (yeah)
Nigga you get whacked (yeah, yeah)
That's on gang and that's all facts, uh
Let's go, let's go
Have you ever seen a nigga die? (Yeah)
When I did, went home and smoked a blunt
No a nigga didn't cry (let's go)
Don't fuck with niggas on different sides
These niggas be switching sides (and I)
In a whip with a nigga bitch inside
Finna give my dick a ride
Only nigga that be talking bout' gang shit
be on lame shit, ain't never bang shit
We get a pic right now and a pic back then
It's like the same pic, I'm with the same clique
I'm with Trippie Redd (yeah)
You with a bitch he scared (ha)
A lot of niggas like to play with they life
The last nigga who played with my clique, he dead
I had to
Yeah, huh, you gon' die
Yeah nigga, you gon' die
Huh, you gon' die
Yeah uh, what that mean?
Yeah, what that mean?
I'm outside, pop out gang with the team bitch
Ooh, what that mean?
We all lit, that's on gang
That's on me, bitch
Ooh, yeah, huh
Murder murder slatt
Choppa big (yeah), it blow your back (yeah)
Hanging with them slatts (yeah)
p***y nigga we tote gats (yeah)
Nigga you get whacked (yeah, yeah)
That's on gang and that's all facts, uh
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Death - Trippie Redd and DaBaby
