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[Chorus: BandGang Masoe & Beno] Bitch, I'm BGSG, dope strong as Pepsi Main bitch sexy, I ride around, she neck me Gang gang stamp me, I'll play you if you let me And we rollin' heavy, got cutters like a deli This shit, it get so serious, I can't tell no lies That shit hurt me so bad when my auntie died That shit hurt my soul bad, seen my mama cry And when you ride through my hood, better know how to slide [Verse 1: BandGang Masoe] This shit'd hurt my pride if I couldn't provide I'd rather be locked or gone with my niggas that died Everybody can't be down, some niggas can't ride [Verse 2: Beno] Every bitch 'round me know she stuck 'til she dry He don't even know his ho fuck on the low You don't even see my ho, she super grown I'll pull up on your block and I'll drop sixty-four Spin around the block again, drop sixty more That's a light one-twenty-four In the sixty lane doin' a buck-twenty, ho This bitch, she super bad, I don't know what she on I just see the pain in my cup and then I sip some more [Verse 3: BandGang Masoe] Damn bro, what they hit you for? 'Cause we tryna get some more I just poured LeSean McCoy, but I still could sip some more Shoot them bitches gone, she look like a give-and-go Bitch give me them coins, I guess I'm what she was wishing for Bitch wasn't tryna listen, though, had to let that bitch go [Chorus: BandGang Masoe & Beno] Bitch, I'm BGSG, dope strong as Pepsi Main bitch sexy, I ride around, she neck me Gang gang stamp me, I'll play you if you let me And we rollin' heavy, got cutters like a deli This shit, it get so serious, I can't tell no lies That shit hurt me so bad when my auntie died That shit hurt my soul bad, seen my mama cry And when you ride through my hood, better know how to slide [Verse 4: Beno & BandGang Masoe] Ridin' in that drop-head, I cannot disguise it I heard them bitches watchin', them bitches watchin' Them bitches more than watchin', them bitches plottin' I heard he pocket watchin', I can't wait to pop him [Verse 5: BandGang Masoe] This bitch just like to shake her ass and she can't wait to drop it They put the feds on us, even they couldn't stop it Even them bitches watchin', fuck it, we ain't stoppin' Got hella gifties in, like I'm goin' Christmas shoppin' [Verse 6: Beno] Same day, ran through the load and we already coppin' You see that codeine and promethazine, my baby bottle I'm out of town servin' white girl, call it Lady Gaga Old boy, you playin' with that bag, I guess you tryna die, huh? [Verse 7: BandGang Masoe] Got niggas talkin' 'bout our line-ups, George Blaha Yeah, we got it, aha, can you get it now now? We go up top, bye bye, well-connected, wifi All facts, voila, three-fifty deep fried