Death

[Intro: Trippie Redd] Ya dig? You gon' die You gon' die You gon' die [Chorus: Trippie Redd] Yeah, uh, what that mean? Yeah, what that mean? I'm outside, pop out gang with the team, bitch, uh What that mean? We all lit, that's on gang, that's on me, bitch, uh [Post-Chorus: Trippie Redd] Yeah, huh, murder, murder, slatt (Yeah) Choppa big, it blow you back (Yeah) Hanging with them slatts (Yeah) Pussy nigga, we tote gats (Yeah, yeah) Nigga, you get whacked (Gang, gang) That's on gang and that's all facts, uh (Yeah, yeah) [Verse 1: Trippie Redd] We shoot .223's (Bah), we'll take your life (Gang) Me, I'm with the gang, you know we gon' slide We all with them bees, all up in the hive You talk down on me, nigga, you gon' die We a different kind, and we be on different time Rocking Number (N)ine jeans, and I be so fly We from different sides, pussy, I'ma up that fire Talking all that tough shit on the gang Pussy bitch, and you gon' die [Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd] Yeah, huh, you gon' die Yeah, nigga, you gon' die Huh, you gon' die [Chorus: Trippie Redd] Yeah, uh, what that mean? Yeah, what that mean? I'm outside, pop out gang with the team, bitch, uh What that mean? We all lit, that's on gang, that's on me, bitch, uh [Post-Chorus: Trippie Redd] Yeah, huh, murder, murder, slatt (Yeah) Choppa big, it blow you back (Yeah) Hanging with them slatts (Yeah) Pussy nigga, we tote gats (Yeah, yeah) Nigga, you get whacked (Gang, gang) That's on gang and that's all facts, uh (Yeah, yeah) [Verse 2: DaBaby] Let's go, let's go Have you ever seen a nigga die? (Yeah) When I did, went home and smoked a blunt No, a nigga didn't cry (Let's go) Don't fuck with niggas on different side These niggas be switchin' sides (And I) In a whip with a nigga bitch inside, finna give my dick a ride Only nigga that be talking 'bout gang shit be on lame shit, ain't never bang shit Look at a pic right now and the pic back then It's not the same pic, I'm with the same clique I'm with Trippie Redd (Yeah) Oh, you with a bitch, he scared (Ha) A lot of niggas like to play with they life The last nigga who played with my clique, he dead (Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo) I had to [Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd] Yeah, huh, you gon' die Yeah, nigga, you gon' die Huh, you gon' die [Chorus: Trippie Redd] Yeah, uh, what that mean? Yeah, what that mean? I'm outside, pop out gang with the team bitch, uh What that mean? We all lit, that's on gang, that's on me, bitch, uh [Post-Chorus: Trippie Redd] Yeah, huh, murder, murder, slatt (Yeah) Choppa big, it blow you back (Yeah) Hanging with them slatts (Yeah) Pussy nigga, we tote gats (Yeah, yeah) Nigga, you get whacked (Gang, gang) That's on gang and that's all facts, uh (Yeah, yeah)