RPM MSC - Gangland lyrics

[Verse 1: Issa Gold] Stuff a 2'2 in my shoe My n***as out here never lack Watching hulu with your b**h with me she kick back and relax I smoke weed she do the smack Ronny J produced the track n***a all about my karma You do action we react I bet these n***as p**y tell them watch they mouth I send them n***as to your crib like f** your couch These b**hes f**ing for the fame and for the clout That's why we steady stacking like we in the drought I-N-D-I-G-O set, We to jungle f** the feds Take your shot and try your best we aim at headsya f** yo vests Texas hold'em by the neck, we don't lose, now place your bets f** you fools, and f** yourselves We break rules, don't follow steps I get my n***as, they gone let them know Don't test the bros n***as paper looking minimal, we getting more n***as talk like they gone see me though , they layin low Bet that n***a let that semi go, now hit the flow GODAMN These n***as shooting in my city Gotta keep that thang up in me Even cops is f**ing with it GODAMN I keep a couple b**hes wit me I don't hang around wit n***as Unless they getting money wit me Yeah we started from the back Now we tour around the map Pull up on a n***a,Bet he gone get left right where he at Now it's 350 a sack I blow weed til I collapse Every night I say I quit But every morning I relapse [Verse 2: AK] Blue handkerchief n***a Gangland All my n***as know its gang bang AK he be on the same thing Took some psychedelics know my brain changed Young Rebellin money on my melon, sh** we never managed now they see it Panties when we see them, in designer every season Smoking on the finest, bad b**hes ride them all year Feel like perfect timing, homie get enlightened cause the truth inside you aww yeah No new friends just investors Had to lose lose the stress bring the pressure But im the f**ing best, my confession When the nine sprays, hold it sideways Showing no face, can't arrest us So theres no case, had to change ways Find the lightwaves like tesla Throw the pen down like a wrestler I collect the cheese mozzarella The scripture says I'm illa Your frequencies f**ed n***a I hit she screaming falcetto AK she love in the middle Only way you n***as trap is the Mental Boy you local and my game continental Told you once we don't play that my n***a Pay you twice we put a grave on that n***a Crypt reserver got your name on it Swerving and took her brain up off her