[Intro]

(DevTakeFlight on the beat)

Ay, ay, gang gang

Ay, woo, ay, gang gang

Shoo, shoo, shoo (Skrrt!)

Ay, gang, ay

Choppa in the back, and I'm finna let it blow

Draco hold a hunnid rounds, aim this bitch at yo' nose

Extended clips on this MAC, and it came with a scope

Shootin' shit like Call of Duty, you would think that I'm a pro

[Chorus]

Choppa in the back, and I'm finna let it blow (Let it blow)

Draco hold a hunnid rounds, aim this bitch at yo' nose (Bang bang)

Extended clips on a MAC, and it came with a scope

Shootin' shit like Call of Duty, you would think that I'm a pro (Gang gang)

Only rockin' with my brothas, 'cause these niggas quick to switch

Made a pussy nigga fold, so that nigga wouldn't snitch (He a bitch!)

.223's hit his back, split a nigga like a Twix (Gang gang)

Keep blue hunnids in the bag, I be ballin' like the Knicks (Like the Knicks)

[Verse 1]

50 bands on my wrist, and my neck is all froze (All froze)

Gucci belt on my waist, while I rock designer clothes (Designer clothes)

Pour a deuce and I'm finna lean, got me movin' slow

And I'ma always chase a bag, 'cause I'll never chase a ho (Gang)

My niggas be totin' them Glocks

Still pop out the cut like Jack in the Box (Jack in the Box)

We slide down with the choppa

We shootin' shit 'til everybody drop (Bang bang)

This hatin' shit need to stop

You screenshot and talkin' to the cops (You a opp!)

I-I- I cannot fuck with the opps

If I catch a opp that nigga gettin' popped (You gone!)

You put them racks in the mattress

Watch that shit disappear like magic (Where they at?)

W-We shootin' shit like the Mavericks

Hop out and shit gettin' tragic (Bang bang)

Hit the nigga up in traffic, and now he sayin' that he want static (He a ho!)

I'm rockin' Gucci Louis fashion, all your clothes lookin' hella ratchet (Gucci, what!?)

[Chorus]

Choppa in the back, and I'm finna let it blow (Let it blow)

Draco hold a hunnid rounds, aim this bitch at yo' nose (Bang bang)

Extended clips on a MAC, and it came with a scope

Shootin' shit like Call of Duty, you would think that I'm a pro (Gang gang)

Only rockin' with my brothas, 'cause these niggas quick to switch (Nigga he a ho!)

Made a pussy nigga fold, so that nigga wouldn't snitch (He a bitch!)

.223's hit his back, split a nigga like a Twix (Gang gang)

Keep blue hunnids in the bag, I be ballin' like the Knicks (Like the Knicks)

[Verse 2]

50 bands on my wrist, got them diamonds in my mouth (Diamonds)

Heard he dissin' for some clout, we gon' pull up air it out (Bang bang)

Nigga told us pull up, but that nigga hidin' out (He a ho!)

We gon' run up in your house, and see what you really 'bout (You a bitch!)

Pull up in the coupe, watch me skrrt off in the 'Rari (Skrrt!, Skrrt!)

All these bitches goin' crazy, when I pull up to the party (Gang gang)

Walk around with that heat, nigga I don't need no army (Nah)

Nigga wear the same clothes everyday, call him Charlie (Ayy!)

[Chorus]

Choppa in the back, and I'm finna let it blow (Let it blow)

Draco hold a hunnid rounds, aim this bitch at yo' nose (Bang bang)

Extended clips on a MAC, and it came with a scope

Shootin' shit like Call of Duty, you would think that I'm a pro (Gang gang)

Only rockin' with my brothas, 'cause these niggas quick to switch (Nigga he a ho!)

Made a pussy nigga fold, so that nigga wouldn't snitch (He a bitch!)

.223's hit his back, split a nigga like a Twix (Gang gang)

Keep blue hunnids in the bag, I be ballin' like the Knicks (Like the Knicks)