(not completely accurate yet)

[Chorus]

We gotta link up the gang again

We gotta pull some shenanigans

Don't give a fuck what the consequence

We gotta bring back the old days again

[Verse 1]

Tired of living like a mannequin

Shit got me feeling like the man again

Saying for the boys but we grown-ass men

Aye we back up in this shit again

I only show up one time like a groundhog

Call my mans clifford cuz he a big dog

New dudes come around like who is you dawg?

This for the mufuckas thinkin I'm soft

Just cuz I don't say to much

They starting to think they got hearing loss

They be like speak up I can't hear you dawg

A boy so stealthy they ain't even notice I was with your broad

Me and her best friends like we toad and frog

I was a happy accident

Bob Ross

Pardon the plaques I just gotta floss

Why? I just got to

These dudes think they cool they not hard

Ask your doctor if viagra is right for you

I really spend all my time fucking around

Link up the squad when i'm back in town

I only fuck with class clowns

Shit always going down

We finna release all the dogs from outta the pound

Don't wanna start no beef but I’ll show you what I’m about

Bro i got so much clout i could knock you out

I’mma put my city on the map

I’mma get my money and bring it back

He said that's on gang but he don't even have one

When i said shoot the clip wasn't talking bout a gun

They talk so much shit but they don’t want action

Fuck they all just actin’

Yall not living what y’all rappin’

Y’all got chains on but still ain’t getting no traction

Shit I'm just so goddamn fresh

Ain’t my fuckin fault yo girl impressed

These mufuckers so stressed

Man fuck yo math test

Got them really pressed

Shit bro take a rest

Talkin bout giving out bricks i was referring to my jumpshot

Talking bout the coffee shop when I was talking about a mugshot

But like fuck caffiene I never fucked with that shit shit wack as fuck

[Chorus]

We gotta link up the gang again

We gotta pull some shenanigans

Don't give a fuck what the consequence

We gotta bring back the old days again

They like “hey i like the new kicks

I got these a year ago

They say a lot of shit

Don't mean its factual doe

Forget a firearm

I'll take you out with an actual pole

Said hoe I was talking bout gardening

Like an actual hoe

Rich white kids talkin bout a mac with a scope

But I’m not even sure if I know

If the guy who rapped it in the first place

Even lived that life though

[Chorus]

We gotta link up the gang again

We gotta pull some shenanigans

Don't give a fuck what the consequence

We gotta bring back the old days again

I play by my own rules

And in my book i'm winning

This just the beginning

My hair could be thinning

I’d still be grinning

I was really riding the bus down

Before blueface

Work minimum wage

Gotta bust my ass for a blue face

Like a plagiarizing toothpaste company

In school they couldn’t control my use of Copy Paste

I ain’t got time to waste

It ain’t a race

But I still want first place

I run marathons bitch

I be running my life at a marathon pace