Gang

Lyrics

[Intro: IceBirds] (OG Gas) Ayy Damn Gang shit [Chorus: IceBirds] Ayy, OG gas, we smoke propane Check out these Versace frames Steppin' out, I'm wit' my gang I can't even see a lame Our social status, not the same You ain't even got a name Did some shit, ain't gotta name But I sware I'm not ashamed Swervin' in and out of lanes Foreign coupes wit' the gang Coppin' chains wit' the gang Comin' hard, I'm wit' the gang [Verse: IceBirds] Ayy, if you don't know me, look me up In the back rollin' cookie up Stay strapped, got that semi tuck Milwaukee, I get plenty bucks Out of mind, I'm out of sight But call me if you talkin' dubs Ayy, dunk a four down in a Sprite Play tonight, you'll lose your life We can't beef, I gotta lifе I'm too busy coppin' ice No, I'm not a lumberjack That choppa' come and chop your lifе I got my gang in the trap They choppin' bricks, ain't got no knife Pull up wit' too many straps, we send you to the afterlife [Chorus: IceBirds] Ayy, OG gas, we smoke propane Check out these Versace frames Steppin' out, I'm wit' my gang I can't even see a lame Our social status, not the same You ain't even got a name Did some shit, ain't gotta name But I sware I'm not ashamed Swervin' in and out of lanes Foreign coupes wit' the gang Coppin' chains wit' the gang Comin' hard, I'm wit' the gang [Verse 2: Don Sulio & IceBirds] Damn, ayy Ayy (Yeah) Ice bussin', please don't touch, the chopper fully Russian I paralyzed my thumb from countin' these bands, I run it up Sisters kissin' sisters, man, these hoes get real nasty So don't love her, get your shot off, and then go and pass her OG gas got my eyes look like karate master Fuck wit' IceBirds and you know the only way is up Rerock the pack for them free bands, and yeah, we count it up (Ayy) [Verse 3: 44 OakBoy] Money long just like a bus Just cracked a seal, I'm sippin' on 'Tuss I got a conceal, there's no need for tusslin' I told you, I stay wit' them 'K's like a Russian Lil' mama bad and she a hustler Spittin' these rhymes, I'm feelin' like Busta Pockets filled wit' them racks, I think I might bust them That nigga was cool until he got busted Heard he a rat, so I can't trust him I call the shots like KD in Brooklyn Fuckin' bestfriends, Katy and Brooklyn Chopper make him shake like he from Harlem Diamonds wet, yeah, I'm covered in water Power up, I should play for the Chargers [Verse 4: Diego Money] Ayy, step in this bit' wit' the gang Nothin' but ice every time that you look Ride wit' that stick, catch a opp, he get cooked Slide wit' that 'K, left his whole block shook Fuck the bitch one time, now she hooked Been real, put that on my mama .556 eat 'em up like piranha Yung Slime, but no, I'm not Gunna One call, send my young niggas on 'em In the winter, I still shine like the summer Ice chain, diamonds hit like Corona Play wit' me, the nigga a goner New G-Wagon, I'm not drivin' no Hummer Look at my pockets, it's nothin' but hunnids' Niggas is broke, they ain't gettin' no money I buss' me a juug, and ran up like two hundred [Verse 5: Bando Supreme] Big cup full of trust, I can't show no love Pockets full of dubs Pour a eight of Lamar Jackson On the way to the bank, I'm laughin' Pockets hurtin', he fastin' Count the money faster Ain't no medication for this drip This Chrome Heart shirt, Belenci kicks Dirty sticks and dirty money Wrap the pack just like a mummy All this dirty that I'm pissin' I'm in Detroit wit' Buffs just like a Piston Chopper kickin' Got put on a shirt, and now they miss 'em Social distance, watch for all these opps All this money keep me sane Just for a name, he got lit just like propane [Chorus: IceBirds] (Ayy) Ayy, OG gas, we smoke propane Check out these Versace frames Steppin' out, I'm wit' my gang I can't even see a lame Our social status, not the same (Aye) You ain't even got a name Did some shit, ain't gotta name But I sware I'm not ashamed Swervin' in and out of lanes Foreign coupes wit' the gang Coppin' chains wit' the gang Comin' hard, I'm wit' the gang