I’m with the gang, gang, gang and we ’bout to go up Switching lanes, it’s a thang, every time we show up You a lame, lame, lame and you so below us Bet your hoe, she know us ‘Cause you know we blowed up We stay down And came up, and came up We stay down We came up, the gang up…2 Chainz (yeah) I’m a villainous winner With precision, I’m killing Represent the religion Ended up independent Took my car to the clinic Let ’em check all the vitals Middle finger to rivals Michael Jackson, my idol Still ducked in a pie hole Talk to the plug, every day except Cinco de Mayo I still got me a Carlo Still got money, Carlo Your car running so bad, it stink up to your parlor Call my rollie a Ralo Call my AP a app I ain’t talking seat-belts when I say that I’m strapped I’m in love with my side hoe I sneak up through the side door I’mma show you what we ride for I’mma show you what we die for….I’m with the gang, gang, gang and we ’bout to go up Switching lanes, it’s a thang, every time we show up You a lame, lame, lame and you so below us Bet your hoe, she know us ‘Cause you know we blowed up We stay down And came up, and came up We stay down We came up, the gang up…I’m in my same lane, lane that ain’t gon’ ever change up I blow the brain out the range like a Taz Angel Here’s R.I.P. to Paul Walker, homie got his thang up
We had you main on us, now we got stains on us And all we gotta do is stay down and come up while they flexin’ (what we gotta do?) Yeah, I got her Indian and she Western Yeah, just had sex with one of your best friends Then that fast and furious started nesting Say I’m ’bout to go take off on you (take off on you) Is you staying, is you rolling like a scroller? Yes you are Your ready to take off like a 1980 Coke He know that Instagram shit, are you gon’ post that…?I’m with the gang, gang, gang and we ’bout to go up Switching lanes, it’s a thang, every time we show up You a lame, lame, lame and you so below us Bet your hoe, she know us ‘Cause you know we blowed up We stay down And came up, and came up We stay down We came up, the gang up…Yeah, I’m always with my gang We always ready to ride ’cause for the squad, we’ll do anything Stay down, we’ll never change We always gon’ stay the same Put you in check, when you outta place I try to tell ’em not to mess with my gang, gang, gang We do what we gotta do and don’t complain-plain-plain I’m on the road, I’m probably fresh up off the plane, plane, plane Know you heard about me, I do my thang, thang, thang I got the world on my back I put your girl on her back I did it all on my own Now there ain’t no turning back And my whole squad got my back And shawty so bad, I asked her if she repped the gang, she said “Facts” Gang, gang, gang…Gang, gang, gang and we ’bout to go up Switching lanes, it’s a thang, every time we show up You a lame, lame, lame and you so below us Bet your hoe, she know us ‘Cause you know we blowed up We stay down And came up, and came up We stay down We came up, the gang up…
