Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Glo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rashod Smith
Lyrics
Lyrics
Nigga, that's not your gang
You better pick— (Maybach Music)
Nigga, that's not your gang
You better pick your side
Or let them choppas sing
I'm putting fire to the flame
Niggas'll die about my name
TTG all of my niggas trained
Be on my own, 'cause people change
Glo on this shit, could get you maimed
Fuck everybody, I stay the same
Yeah, I'ma on that block doin' drill
I'm tryna go get a kill, yeah
I'm bustin' up on pill
She wanna know how it feel, yeah
I'm tryna run up a mil'
And I want a crib on the hill
Baby, tell me, what's the deal?
(I ain't trippin', okay)
Baby, tell me, what's the deal?
I'm slidin', tryna catch a kill
Got snakes in the grass, feel likе YSL, yeah, uh
Got good gas, I got good clientelе
Niggas tried to be me, but these fuck nigga failed, yeah
I gotta stay in my lane, 'cause I know that I'm finna prevail
And how the fuck these niggas stomped
Tryna beat, tell that boy "Go to hell"
Nigga, that's not your gang
You better pi—
Nigga, that's not your gang
You better pick your side
Or let them choppas sing
I'm putting fire to the flame
Niggas'll die about my name
TTG all of my niggas trained
Be on my own, 'cause people change
Glo on this shit, could get you maimed
Fuck everybody, I stay the same
Yeah, I'ma on that block doin' drill
I'm tryna go get a kill, yeah
I'm bustin' up on pill
She wanna know how it feel, yeah
(Maybach Music)
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