[Intro: Third World Man]

Six million dollar cyan buy my soul

I ain’t no bionic man

[Verse 1: Danny Brown]

See, they think I'm a fuck nigga

But if they ever see me, then they might have to duck, nigga

Like what, nigga?

Before your ass can answer, get your whole shit bust, nigga

Done rose out them ashes, drinking Fiji water

Wanna pull me in that fire while I'm tryna feed my daughter

Wanna snatch my momma's plate, and tell her she can't eat

Then we gon' have us some discrepancies right here in this street

Because the weak don't speak, get left in silence

And when you don't listen, gotta speak with violence

And duct tape the grandmomma, strip a man of all his honor

Tryna be a G, now you wish you a goner

I walk with the Gods with a tongue for the devil

Tryna keep a nigga thirsty, so for rain, I pray mercy

[Hook: Danny Brown]

The return of the gangster, 'cause niggas don't believe

I roll hotter than my sleeve, leave a nigga in the street

The return of the gangster, 'cause niggas got bills

This rap shit don't work, then it's back to selling krills

Return of the gangster, 'cause niggas want that real

Want that old Danny Brown, but nigga, I'm like, "Chill"

The return of the gangster, fuck a hipster, squeeze a trigger

You got me fucked up, I'm a hood-ass nigga

[Break 1: Freddie Gibbs]

Ugh

Gibbs

E-S to the G-N

[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]

Eastside niggas keep roaches in the ashtray

Twenty thousand out the public housing on a bad day

Drop it in the pot, if it ain't locking, that's some bad yay'

Tryna save my soul, I wish the Lord would meet me halfway

Devil on my shoulder as I'm whipping up this yola

And that motor hit the rotor, ship this blow to Minnesota

Only option is a shootout if the police pull me over

This shit get realer than shit that's on your PlayStation controller

Call of Duty ass nigga, dick-in-the-booty-ass nigga

Don't pour or roll no dough up, then I don't get no cash with you

Feel like, "Fuck the world," it ain't no friends up in this business

Fuck my label, show them I'm the real realest nigga in it

[Break: Freddie Gibbs]

Gangsta Gibbs

Nigga

Bitch...

[Hook 2: Freddie Gibbs]

It's the return of the gangsta, thanks to

These phony-ass wannabe thug perpetrators and wankstas

Your white tee turn to tie-dye, nigga, I red-paint you

Won't stress or cry about it, 'cause it's not in my nature

It's the return of the gangsta, thanks to

These phony-ass wannabe thug perpetrators and wankstas

Your white tee turn to tie-dye, nigga, I red-paint you

Won't stress or cry about it, 'cause it's not in my nature, motherfucker