"RL Gang" lyrics
Hotbox ridin' wit my shooter
He ain't get off, but I got off
Kel-Tec, 60-round mag
I ain't even let this bitch let off
Hotbox, new paper tag
Switch the boy up, then we take off
Hoe in the video bad
We on G block, bring them thots out
Every day I'm gettin' paid, bring that cake out
I don't want to fuck on no hoe, she want to make out
Fake war stories, don't know 'bout that bang out
I wit Lil Yachty and the crew, we gon' hang out
RL gang drop a nuke just like Fallout
Call up the gang, I just dropped a new loadout
Rock out the show wit da bros, this shit sold out
I'm in the party wit Glock and they know that
RL bomb squad ready, get on that
Flat back and my Glock came wit no ProMag
I put out too many hits like I'm Kodak
They think I'm sniffin' on coke, I ain't on that
Smackdown gang, for the hoe she a nat-nat
Kel-Tec 60-round sit on my sweatpants
In case 12 pull me over, got drugs in my jacket
Bump stock on back of the chop
Drop a pin in the stick, that bih shoot automatic
I hit a hoe in the trench
Pull up in a foreign, after I fuck I play Madden
Penthouse, none but blicks
Nigga, LEGO reward money, gang pull up get nasty
RL got ya hoe in the spot doin' chores
Made the hoe fuck for some Zaxby's
Knowin' I'm thuggin', this shit on my daddy
Hotbox ridin' wit my shooter
He ain't get off, but I got off
Kel-Tec, 60-round mag
I ain't even let this bitch let off
Hotbox, new paper tag
Switch the boy up, then we take off
Hoe in the video bad
We on G block, bring them thots out
Every day I'm gettin' paid, bring that cake out
I don't want to fuck on no hoe, she want to make out
Fake war stories, don't know 'bout that bang out
I wit Lil Yachty and the crew, we gon' hang out
RL gang drop a nuke just like Fallout
Call up the gang, I just dropped a new loadout
Rock out the show wit da bros, this shit sold out
I'm in the party wit Glock and they know that
He ain't get off, but I got off
Kel-Tec, 60-round mag
I ain't even let this bitch let off
Hotbox, new paper tag
Switch the boy up, then we take off
Hoe in the video bad
We on G block, bring them thots out
Every day I'm gettin' paid, bring that cake out
I don't want to fuck on no hoe, she want to make out
Fake war stories, don't know 'bout that bang out
I wit Lil Yachty and the crew, we gon' hang out
RL gang drop a nuke just like Fallout
Call up the gang, I just dropped a new loadout
Rock out the show wit da bros, this shit sold out
I'm in the party wit Glock and they know that
RL bomb squad ready, get on that
Flat back and my Glock came wit no ProMag
I put out too many hits like I'm Kodak
They think I'm sniffin' on coke, I ain't on that
Smackdown gang, for the hoe she a nat-nat
Kel-Tec 60-round sit on my sweatpants
In case 12 pull me over, got drugs in my jacket
Bump stock on back of the chop
Drop a pin in the stick, that bih shoot automatic
I hit a hoe in the trench
Pull up in a foreign, after I fuck I play Madden
Penthouse, none but blicks
Nigga, LEGO reward money, gang pull up get nasty
RL got ya hoe in the spot doin' chores
Made the hoe fuck for some Zaxby's
Knowin' I'm thuggin', this shit on my daddy
Hotbox ridin' wit my shooter
He ain't get off, but I got off
Kel-Tec, 60-round mag
I ain't even let this bitch let off
Hotbox, new paper tag
Switch the boy up, then we take off
Hoe in the video bad
We on G block, bring them thots out
Every day I'm gettin' paid, bring that cake out
I don't want to fuck on no hoe, she want to make out
Fake war stories, don't know 'bout that bang out
I wit Lil Yachty and the crew, we gon' hang out
RL gang drop a nuke just like Fallout
Call up the gang, I just dropped a new loadout
Rock out the show wit da bros, this shit sold out
I'm in the party wit Glock and they know that
