[Hook: Young Thug]
Hey
What's your name? What's your name?
Where the f** do you bang?
Where she bang, where?
What's your name? What's your name?
Who you bang? What, what?
n***a what, what?
What?
What you say? What you say?
If you bang, you know lames gotta pay
Hey, I came out of Hades with rabies and scabies on my baby
n***as, throw your hood up
n***a, throw your hood up
Hey, throw your hood up
n***a, throw your hood up
What's your motherf**ing name, n***a?
Where the f** do you bang, n***a?
What the f** his name is?
What the f** do you bang n***a?
[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Neighborhood Nip I came in on this sh**
Most of my homies in the pen' for this sh**
Westside N's, ain't friends in this sh**
Bust at you n***as that pretend with the sh**
A lot of n***as tryna blend with the crips
Make him break bread, kick in for the sh**
Run him off cuz he been was a b**h
It's a big a** hood but it's a small a** clique
(Look), full of real n***as and we hate fakes
Round table, politicking on the late late
Can't run a n***a credit then he ain't straight
Gang of volunteer k**ers and they can't wait
I'm from where they cut holes in the gate
Take him to the back, and expose if he's fake
Point Blank, shoot a hole in his face
No weapon, no witness, that's the whole in this case
Look, county jail front line with a shank
S Gang, neighborhood in they face
Homies left got detained to the state
But I kept it that way in a whole different tank
Roll it up, you a whole different game
Rap money, that's a whole different bank
n***as done so much dirt in LA
Got these n***as banging this in a whole different state
(Look, Look)
[Hook: Young Thug]
[Verse 2: Bloody Jay]
Bloody Jay, I'm bloody drunk, I guess that's why I'm throwing it up
Like a alley-oop, murder game n***a so you know i'm going to shoot
Take a look at me and you know i'm suwoo
Flame tho, Flame tho, Flame tho
Bentley bees
Firing out these pistols relentlessly
And we hitting everything, like Nowitzki threes
You know I'm on a balad, that's blood with it
Red drank, that's blood lean
Strip ya pockets taking sh** the f** down, that's blood team
Team blood, can you keep up?
Catch up, blood Rich Gang
b**h wait, wait
[Hook: Young Thug]
[Verse 3: Young Thug]
Ay, I'm banging blood but I'm booling on Slawson, n***a
And I'm popping molly, no X, no dolphin n***a
Aaahh, I live life like a shark, I'ma jaw that n***a
Ooohh, I'm shooting him on the chest like a blouse, lil n***a
n***a, don't ball my line trippin bout no b**h, n***a
You better not ever think I'ma let to Simon like Mitch, n***a
Don't ever think I'ma ride your b**h and don't do no tricks, n***a
Blatt!
Blat! Blat! Slatt! Slatt!
R-Rat! Rata-tat! Rata-tat-tat-tat!
Get the p**y n***a tatted up for free, that's free, I ain't charged no tax
I ain't charge no bheck
I, bang two guns, started up top like a net
Or neck!
[Hook: Young Thug]