Hang Out

Bitch I'm street, real and I keep my steal 'Cause niggas try to kill since I signed that deal They wanna trust me pull up on they block with all these Glocks and it get messy 12 get on this car bitch I'ma stretch out they won't catch me They won't arrest me (uh) I get loco with this 4-0 Shoot a fuck nigga brain He cant hang out He ain't gang how Fuck nigga get stained Fuck nigga get banged Reach for my chain He can't hang out he a lame he a hoe Had the bread for my bro he pillow talking to these hoes Tuck your chain now 'cause my shawty he on go In the trenches pouring fours smoking sour with my woes We can bang out if a lame drop a load We don't hang with the folks, Got the P's for the low Jewelry bling blow bitch my chain it'll glow Think I'm a lame I'ma blow and my youngins on go You can't hang with me if you ain't never caught a body I was trapping since a youngin getting money was a hobby Lil' bro just got a stick with a glizzy it got a switch on it Put some money on your head and them killas they gonna sit on you Fuck nigga, ain't got shit on me f******u, and your big homie Never lacking, keep them sticks on me Your brother grave, I'll spit on it He can't hang around he a fan he ain't gang Get the fuck from 'round me you a p***y you a stain (Gang) He can't hang out he a lame he a hoe Had the bread for my bro he pillow talking to these hoes Tuck your chain now 'cause my shawty he on go In the trenches pouring fours smoking sour with my woes We can bang out if a lame drop a load We don't hang with the folks got the P's for the low Jewelry bling blow bitch my chain it'll glow Think I'm a lame I'ma blow and my youngins on go