Gangland - Future

Yeah

It ain’t a secret

Straight up

I’m the one that got the presi' flooded

You wear more Chanel than anybody

You the type to get your man indicted

I’m the type to pull up in a Spider

I’m the type to drive a Honda

Put a hundred round clip inside a dirty rifle

It’s dirty when it got a homi' on it

Fuck that nigga, put a bounty on him

I’m the one that put that dirty in the cup

Had you sippin', noddin' off, nigga

You was gettin' fronted, runnin' off, nigga

I made myself to a boss, nigga

Put a hundred carats in a cross, nigga

Spent two hundred thousand on a cross, nigga

Can’t never sleep 'cause it’ll cost niggas

They can never see my palms sweatin'

You’d’ve never seen the hunger in me

I’m so sick and tired of being humble, nigga

This money put a lot of demons in me

Went and tatted all these angels on me

Fuck that nigga, put a tracker on him

Then we throw a pep rally on him

These commas coming in, these haters coming in

The karma coming back from when I was gettin' it in

Baby mama tryna sue again

Bought my little ones Christian Louboutins

Give my nigga commissary in the pen'

Got the federales on a nigga chin

Fuck the Benz, I’ma whip the Spur

Said fuck my Spur and bought my bitch a Ghost

I’m full of syrup and I’m seeing ghosts

I’m pushing heir' like the N. O

You know we got that boy-boy like New Orleans, you hear me?

We runnin' that pack through Chi-Town, Memphis

All up through B-More and DC

Back down South, you hear me?

Lil Mexico turf a gangland (Woo)

I’m ABK like I’m Zona Man (Zona)

That’s Any Body Killa, nigga (Nigga)

Do you got the heart to kill a nigga?

(Splatt)

A hundred thousand for a lawyer (A lawyer)

It gotta be a Johnnie Cochran (A Cochran)

We take the dope from off the border (The border)

From the water, put it in some water (Then whip it)

Know some Mexicanos down in Georgia (My migos)

We on every channel when we poppin'

Hit him in the head and start braggin' 'bout it

They on 7th Street, they got a bunch of bodies

Got a bunch of chains, my neck is very crowded

When I flood the streets, they have a powder shower

Know the recipe, you need to learn about it

Finessin' niggas, gotta learn about it

I could cook it in the microwave

I got your baby mama with the shits

I got your son sitting on a brick

My teacher said I wouldn’t be shit (Fuck her)

She even know what I represent

Freeband Gang president

Money over everything, nigga

And everything else irrelevant

Yeah

Woo

Woo

Skrrt

Brrat

Lil Mexico turf a gangland (Yeah)

I’m ABK like I’m Zona Man (Woo)

That’s Any Body Killa, nigga (Woo)

Do you got the heart to kill a nigga?

(Skrrt)

A hundred thousand for a lawyer (Fuck 'em)

It gotta be a Johnnie Cochran (Brrat)

We take the dope from off the border (A hundred ounce)

From the water, put it in some water (Brrat)