Chibs - Gang

Back with the bars
Beats always bang in my car
Banging this model she think I’m a star
I try to be honest, don’t get very far
Learning my lesson but living my life
Booking these trips
But I’m missing my flights
Man I’m still with the shits
And I’m still with the gang
Still the same nigga
Don’t trip or don’t change
Never gone slip while I’m chasing the fame
Know I’m gone flip when you speak on my name
Man I came out the cut and I’m running this
Fuck out my face with that funny shit
Never gon joke when you fuck up my money bitch
Fuck with money I know you a dummy bitch
Must’ve forgot that hammer my buddy bitch
And we wit the gang
stay on the move
And we stay getting paid
Never gone fuck with the money we made (stackin the cash)
Huh (ooh)
Fuck what you say
We the real niggas
Still calling the plays
Fuck off lil nigga don’t get in my way
And we getting checks
All my deposits
I get em direct
Check on ya fam boy (woah)
Don’t check out my sweats (no)
Check out a book boy
Don’t check out my neck (don’t)
Making your moves and you placing ya bets
Living my life and I don’t got no regrets
Ride for ya gang imma put that test
Keeping it clean never making mess
When I handle my business and put you to rest
We met in the lobby
I’m loving her body
Pulled up in the Benz
But she want get gatti
I gotta go get it
I went in and got it
Went back to my room
Said she want me to promise
Told me to hush it
I can’t tell nobody
I know that she’s buggin
This bitch outta pocket
Smoking that boof
Put my mind on a rocket
I’m never gone stop it
Putting my gang on my back
Putting my name on the map
Making a name outta rap
You pussies okay with the cap
Imma just lay out the facts
I been running this since I done came out the womb
Came up and added some goons
Steady been murdering beats in the booth
Watch how I do what I do
Watch how I bring in the loot
Yeah It’s ok if u follow but nigga don’t step on my shoes
Or I’m getting rude
Hitting the city
Stay on the move, Man I love when it’s busy
Link with the gang know we bout get litty
One hand on the bottle one hand on some titties
It’s getting me dizzy
And we wit the gang
stay on the move
And we stay getting paid
Never gone fuck with the money we made (stackin the cash)
Huh (ooh)
Fuck what you say
We the real niggas
Still calling the plays
Fuck off lil nigga don’t get in my way
And we getting checks
All my deposits
I get em direct
Check on ya fam boy (woah)
Don’t check out my sweats (no)
Check out a book boy
Don’t check out my neck (don’t)
Making your moves and you placing ya bets
Living my life and I don’t got no regrets
Ride for ya gang imma put that test
Keeping it clean never making mess
When I handle my business and put you to rest

Written by:
Chibuike Ukwuoma

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