Bankroll Buna - Gangway lyrics

[Intro: Eli Fross] (Great John on the beat, by the way) Hahaha What? Wha, wha, haha Look, Fross [Chorus: Eli Fross] Over here, all my boys got breesha On gang, whole squad got treesha Glocked up, and this b*tch all diva If a ni**a want smoke, he reefer Free the gang out the cell, no tellin' And we still sendin' ni**as to the Reverend Lil' bro go Ku in a second And I'll be damned if a ni**a come flexin' Over here, all my boys got breesha On gang, whole squad got treesha Glocked up, and this b*tch all diva If a ni**a want smoke, he reefer Free the gang out the cell, no tellin' And we still sendin' ni**as to the Reverend Lil' bro go Ku in a second And I'll be damned if a ni**a come flexin' [Verse 1: Eli Fross] No talk, no we ain't with the chit-chat Move fake, have 5 push his wig back Chop's up, boy dead, he gon' get whacked Clip long like a dread, it could get tact' fu*k 12, no we don't need safety 45th, man this sh*t could get crazy Get bread like it's crack in the 80's Get head, no I ain't jackin' babies (Girl are you crazy? Uh) Got me back on my grit sh*t, uh Done flicked up the kill switch Don't talk hot, get popped like a pill b*tch, uh Yeah, I'm back on that drill sh*t Fross untouched, if you try we gon' split sh*t, uh Get wrapped like a gift b*tch Spin blocks, better get to that crib quick, uh Best believe he gon' hit sh*t [Verse 2: Bankroll Buna] I had to motivate the gang I had to motivate the jungle I had to motivate the Ape ni**as can't relate ('Layo) Free Glock, he just made a mistake When he come home, he in the back of the Wraith ni**as don't know what it took ni**as don't know what it takes I know ni**as be fake This gun I got, it got no safe' Heard they wanna play I post Bergen every day, ready to spray Boomin' for Boomer, that way Grrah-grrah, du-du-du, shots hit his face I'm with the winners, look how we steppin' Pass it to Suave 'cause he play with a weapon I call up Fross, he might pass it to me That's the reason I fu*k with the T's They know I'm the driver and shooter (They know I'm the driver and shooter) But this time I'ma hop out the V G way, rush 'em Crush 'em, they 'ready know who we are He wanna fight, spar We sendin' shots like a bar No bartender Shoot out the coupe, I'm a squad killer And we ain't shootin' for fun, ni**a Doin' sh*t that you dreamin' about I go to jail, know I'm snatchin' the house Free Sheff G, he walk with a gun in his mouth Du-du-du, du-du-du, du-du-du [Chorus: Eli Fross] Over here, all my boys got breesha On gang, whole squad got treesha Glocked up, and this b*tch all diva If a ni**a want smoke, he reefer Free the gang out the cell, no tellin' And we still sendin' ni**as to the reverend Lil' bro go Ku in a second And I'll be damned if a ni**a come flexin' Over here, all my boys got breesha On gang, whole squad got treesha Glocked up, and this b*tch all diva If a ni**a want smoke, he reefer Free the gang out the cell, no tellin' And we still sendin' ni**as to the reverend Lil' bro go Ku in a second And I'll be damned if a ni**a come flexin'