[Intro: DThang]
Gang, gang, gang
RPT, four, sev', four, sev'
Gang, gang, gang
RPT, four, sev', four, sev'
Like
Yo, Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky, never put an O before my Y
Like huh?
Gang, gang, gang, like
I just love how she be with the opposition
They come to our side, they show us that love, like, like
Huh? Gang, gang
[Chorus: DThang & Bando Gz]
But she better not be with the opposition
They come to our block, that shit is a dub
'Cause she gon' get packed up, like
I'm addicted to spinnin' in black trucks
Like, like scream, "RPT," and I bet they know that's us
Likе, and I bet they know that's us
Scream, "RPT," and I bеt they know that's us
Like, and I— gang, gang, gang
[Verse 1: DThang & Bando Gz]
And she said she not the shakin'-ass type
She just wanna tote chop in the vid
Like that's on bro, I can't play for the Mavericks
Talk on Woo, I'll put him in a casket
I told Stacks to lift him, lift him
Fuck that, make him do a backflip
They keep mentionin' gang, I ain't havin' it
They keep mentionin' gang, I ain't havin' it, like huh?
Free Edai, he fiendin' to shoot 'em
And Tdot, he ready to boom 'em
Like, like, I know Stunna gon' geek, gon' lose it, like
I know Stunna gon' geek, gon' lose it, like
That's on bro, when I slide, better duck
'Cause I don't give a fuck
Like, I know Gunna gon' off him, like
Ayo, Kev, put him in the trunk
And y'all know that I do this, like huh?
And I'm not the losin' type
She said, "DThang, you different, like," huh?
"And I'm in love with your music, like"
Thanks much, but I know you wanna get drunk, like
Let's fuck, I mean, like, baby, let's rump
Gang, gang, gang
[Chorus: DThang & Bando Gz]
But she better not be with the opposition
They come to our block, that shit is a dub
'Cause she gon' get packed up, like
I'm addicted to spinnin' in black trucks
Like, like scream, "RPT," and I bet they know that's us
Like, and I bet they know that's us
Scream, "RPT," and I bet they know that's us
Like, and I— gang, gang, gang
[Verse 2: Bando Gz & DThang]
They like, "Bando be buggin', like"
RPT buggin', they know I'ma empty the clip
Gang, gang, gang, and he like the last opp
When I catch him in person, gon' dump 'til the last shot
Told him link on the back block
If the poles jam up, he get beat up with mad chops
Like, like
If the pole jam up, he get beat up with mad chops (Gang, gang)
Told 'em stop all the fuckery
Me and Bando masked up, all black with a couple beams
Why these bitch niggas duckin' me?
Opp thot give it up, smoke her mans while she fuckin' me
And, and they mad 'cause I keep me a knocker
I can't wait 'til I catch me a— shh
And we still screamin', "Fuck all the oppers"
RPT nigga, came straight from the Towers
I get mad and I spin for no reason
She cheat, I cheat, we even, like
We pop Percs, start geekin', like
You signed that deal, it look decent, like
Put one leg back, start geekin', like
Put one leg back, start geekin', like