"GANGSTA" lyrics
(feat. Pz’)
[Pz':]
Woo (Fuck you, Luc1us, slatt)
Hey, hollon, huh, hey
Baby Glock, F&N
Spend it and it's mines again
Might get it postponed on these fuck niggas, they not my kin (What?)
Fuck no, don't need friends
Blacked out, element
Might spend a whole band, might spend some more bands
Call the PHØNK, put you up
Hopped out, Bentley truck
These niggas bullshittin'
I'm tryna run it up
Deep dive in them guts
Thick bitch, slap her butt
Sweet niggas holdin' nuts
Black truck, holy fuck (Blatt)
Black bag, Louis Vuitton (What?)
Main vibe, she a 10 (Ten)
Bussin' all these fuckin' bands
Pop shots like Jeremy Lin
Niggas doin' shit for trends
Swag dad, I'm the trend
Fuck no, don't call me twin
Fuck niggas can't be my kin
[Tezzus:]
These niggas bullshittin'
These bitches full of shit
You give that hoe your heart
She still gon' pull up quick
She still gon' suck my dick
You better play your cards
Life gettin' Gucci
Was stuck on boulevard
People break up, then they move on
I'm gon' take her soon as you gone
She want a gangster, then I came
Dinner plates, then champagne
She want a gangster, I'm her gangster
I'm her banger, I'm the banger
[Pz':]
Oh-oh
I'm her gangster
Bitch bad, she might [?]
Eat it up like wonton
Think this bitch love me
Catsuit with a red thong (Blatt)
Catsuit with a red thong (Blatt)
Matte-black, Danny Phantom
These hoes used to dub me
Now I'm so handsome
Pop this shit with the [?]
Bitch straight bussin' like a trombone
Baby Glock, F&N
Spend it and it's mines again
Might get it postponed on these fuck niggas, they not my kin
Fuck no, don't need friends
Blacked out, element
Might spend a whole band, might spend some more bands
Call the PHØNK, put you up (Hop out)
Hopped out, Bentley truck (Hop out)
These niggas bullshittin'
I'm tryna run it up
Woo (Fuck you, Luc1us, slatt)
Hey, hollon, huh, hey
Baby Glock, F&N
Spend it and it's mines again
Might get it postponed on these fuck niggas, they not my kin (What?)
Fuck no, don't need friends
Blacked out, element
Might spend a whole band, might spend some more bands
Call the PHØNK, put you up
Hopped out, Bentley truck
These niggas bullshittin'
I'm tryna run it up
Deep dive in them guts
Thick bitch, slap her butt
Sweet niggas holdin' nuts
Black truck, holy fuck (Blatt)
Black bag, Louis Vuitton (What?)
Main vibe, she a 10 (Ten)
Bussin' all these fuckin' bands
Pop shots like Jeremy Lin
Niggas doin' shit for trends
Swag dad, I'm the trend
Fuck no, don't call me twin
Fuck niggas can't be my kin
[Tezzus:]
These niggas bullshittin'
These bitches full of shit
You give that hoe your heart
She still gon' pull up quick
She still gon' suck my dick
You better play your cards
Life gettin' Gucci
Was stuck on boulevard
People break up, then they move on
I'm gon' take her soon as you gone
She want a gangster, then I came
Dinner plates, then champagne
She want a gangster, I'm her gangster
I'm her banger, I'm the banger
[Pz':]
Oh-oh
I'm her gangster
Bitch bad, she might [?]
Eat it up like wonton
Think this bitch love me
Catsuit with a red thong (Blatt)
Catsuit with a red thong (Blatt)
Matte-black, Danny Phantom
These hoes used to dub me
Now I'm so handsome
Pop this shit with the [?]
Bitch straight bussin' like a trombone
Baby Glock, F&N
Spend it and it's mines again
Might get it postponed on these fuck niggas, they not my kin
Fuck no, don't need friends
Blacked out, element
Might spend a whole band, might spend some more bands
Call the PHØNK, put you up (Hop out)
Hopped out, Bentley truck (Hop out)
These niggas bullshittin'
I'm tryna run it up
