I will not change for shit, I got my name from this Screamin' out gang gang gang gang gang I do this shit for the gang I didn't get in this for fame Nigga ain't takin' my chain I'ma stand firm with my name They say you get money, you change I got the

You gon' fuck around and leave 'em ruined like that RattPack the gang, they all on my back Old girl wanna fuck me, yeah she fine I'ma give her that D Out with the homies, I be Sippin' on somethin', oh shit, I might need an IV Permanently, permanently

I'm with that woop Fuck all that turn up the headphones shit But turn up my headphones anyway Huh? (Boom production) Turnt gangster Sir, bun up the main road Run up and stay low Turn up the radio Dirt, straight family

Name another nigga hot I'm just honest Gold bottles on bottles, I’m just honest A hundred thousand on watches I’m just honest Coupes all on coupes, I’m just honest I keep a gang of bad bitches with me too And we ain’t never going back to what we used to

I only fuck with you on two occasions When I'm drunk, when I'm high I will be broke, if I would be with you That is why it's for one night (one one one one) I'm a motherfuckin' gang bangin' nightmare Wake up motherfuckers, I traded in my white Nike Airs

Sniper Gang, John Wicks Homie, you can't hang with my klik You can't spark my flame 'cause I'm lit I might snatch ya chain and ya bitch Plugoz on the beat and I'm killin' it Damn who make this beat, cuz I'm stealin' it Thinking when I ain't had shit They

I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world Still hitting them corners on the lo-lo's, girl Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E I'm still fucking with ya Still waters run deep Still

Ooh, came in this bitch with the same gang Same gang since the beginning (Yeah) All in this bitch tryna maintain Ain't worried about no woman (No) Bought a new whip with a big rims Ooh, 30s, they spinnin' (Skrrt) Pieces, know that they hittin' Bitches,

I need a gangsta To love me better Than all the others do To always forgive me Ride or die with me That's just what gangsters do I'm fucked up, I'm black and blue I'm built for it, all the abuse I got secrets, that nobody, nobody knows

These streets took my conscience All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid Yeah, Project Baby Sniper Gang Yeah, everybody with me on that same thang I don't gang-bang but I bang bang I pull up to the club, I got on eight chains Took that