Lyric: $trings guns & gangs by GMS OLDBOY & Maslow
$trings guns & gangs
GMS OLDBOY & Maslow
GENRE
The era of drill music is over. Trap rap is taking over.... bitch)
VERSE 1 ( MASLOW)
Shout out to guysville geng
Geng shit making my list opp block boys changing my shit now I'm pissed I'm pissed
I'm donning the black black drip we genging and banging and shit prepping the bando for this ( torture)
we coming for u so chill ( chill bruh chill)
Burning your bando just way too lit your lips gon kiss our fists we might slit your wrist or fuck your bitch we gon light that asssssssss up why u snitch my nigga fuck your headssss up
Now I'm pissed ( I'm pissed I'm pissed I'm pissed)
They're pissed
Why snitch
Why u ring them feds now they on to my shit they be calling my phone they be spying my crib and stalking my babes .....
Nah fuck them bitches I'm pissed
I'ma pull that trigger so sit...wait stand pull out your gun I'ma pull out my knife
Geng geng shit еight drop out of school
Heard crime pays more hastе
Make your own rules. no tests .no school just fuck some shiiitt uppppp
( that's fucked up)
Now I'm pissed they're pissed who snitched boys snitched that's sick they're litch
Together forever we geng with no measure the bitches the pleasure
The looting we treasure
Checking the prices of p; camries and Porschs be leaving the snitches in ditches with pitches advising them bitches to stay out our business
Or poh poh poh we gon pull that trigger .( that's psyco)
Verse 2 (GMS OLDBOY)
I put guns in my paw, went pohh
Kill out the gang off with one stone, I got gees that rides with doe,sellout the gang and you gon toast
I'm in the opp block with some stuff, the staff in my work gon fire me out
I pull up with gees that got my back
Pablo in Gusto all of them gang
I pull out with Ak's shot guns and all of them guns and all of them lil pohs
We enter the place, we go poh poh
Everyones quite,; and off their toes
We either kill or getting the doe, either way we shooting all of them both
But either way we getting the doe, stuck bags up and then we ready to go
Mess with my gang, you gon be a ghost
Gms baby, gms ghost
I put gang on the streets, tell them to watch out, tell em to watch for treats
I got my paigons out, making the muller , making the bags for me, man gon fight his own demons, man's gonna try at least be free
Don't know where to go anymore, but my demons be vibing with me
All they say is shoot, shoot, shoot pick up the stone and run for free
But my demons is back with me, pickup the gun and I be shooting me
Nowhere's gonna contain me , gimme a beat and im breaking free
VERSE 1 ( MASLOW)
Shout out to guysville geng
Geng shit making my list opp block boys changing my shit now I'm pissed I'm pissed
I'm donning the black black drip we genging and banging and shit prepping the bando for this ( torture)
we coming for u so chill ( chill bruh chill)
Burning your bando just way too lit your lips gon kiss our fists we might slit your wrist or fuck your bitch we gon light that asssssssss up why u snitch my nigga fuck your headssss up
Now I'm pissed ( I'm pissed I'm pissed I'm pissed)
They're pissed
Why snitch
Why u ring them feds now they on to my shit they be calling my phone they be spying my crib and stalking my babes .....
Nah fuck them bitches I'm pissed
I'ma pull that trigger so sit...wait stand pull out your gun I'ma pull out my knife
Geng geng shit еight drop out of school
Heard crime pays more hastе
Make your own rules. no tests .no school just fuck some shiiitt uppppp
( that's fucked up)
Now I'm pissed they're pissed who snitched boys snitched that's sick they're litch
Together forever we geng with no measure the bitches the pleasure
The looting we treasure
Checking the prices of p; camries and Porschs be leaving the snitches in ditches with pitches advising them bitches to stay out our business
Or poh poh poh we gon pull that trigger .( that's psyco)
Verse 2 (GMS OLDBOY)
I put guns in my paw, went pohh
Kill out the gang off with one stone, I got gees that rides with doe,sellout the gang and you gon toast
I'm in the opp block with some stuff, the staff in my work gon fire me out
I pull up with gees that got my back
Pablo in Gusto all of them gang
I pull out with Ak's shot guns and all of them guns and all of them lil pohs
We enter the place, we go poh poh
Everyones quite,; and off their toes
We either kill or getting the doe, either way we shooting all of them both
But either way we getting the doe, stuck bags up and then we ready to go
Mess with my gang, you gon be a ghost
Gms baby, gms ghost
I put gang on the streets, tell them to watch out, tell em to watch for treats
I got my paigons out, making the muller , making the bags for me, man gon fight his own demons, man's gonna try at least be free
Don't know where to go anymore, but my demons be vibing with me
All they say is shoot, shoot, shoot pick up the stone and run for free
But my demons is back with me, pickup the gun and I be shooting me
Nowhere's gonna contain me , gimme a beat and im breaking free
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