Текст песни In A Circle - Band Gang Lonnie Bands , Youngaveli , Baby Stone Gorillas

Gang
(Ayo, Sebastian, run that shit the fuck back)
(RonRon, do that shit)

If they ask me how I got it, bitch, I got it out the mud
As kids, was playin' ball, but right now, we totin' guns
Don't call a nigga phone if you ain't talkin' 'bout no money
Was finna hit her lil' shit from the back, it smell funny
Back when we was kids, man, we ain't have it, we was hungry
Tryna run all through your house for everything plus some money
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle, show me somethin'
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle, show me somethin'

I fell in love with smokin', smokin' opps up in a 'Wood
5:05, we finna slide, we got the drop up in they hood
Go against the gang, I swear I wish a nigga would
I ain't gonna party, I snuck blicky in thе club
And who gon' make it to the top, nigga, you or me?
I been tryna turn this buckеt to an SRT
Or I might pull up big body like an SUV
I'm a nigga in my set, I'm the MVP
Was in the county, in express, that's what I like to eat
Get to beatin' on my chest, screamin' JGP
Young nigga made it out, that's what they like to see
I can feel the hate bomin', why envy me?
You should be tryna get your mama off EBT
BSG everything, August PMB
Brodie pulled up bust down with the leather seats
I'm just tryna feed the streets and make a better me

If they ask me how I got it, bitch, I got it out the mud
As kids, was playin' ball, but right now, we totin' guns
Don't call a nigga phone if you ain't talkin' 'bout no money
Was finna hit her lil' shit from the back, it smell funny
Back when we was kids, man, we ain't have it, we was hungry
Tryna run all through your house for everything plus some money
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle, show me somethin'
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle, show me somethin'

Huh, I told her get the pape', ain't want the pussy, it ain't important
I asked her if she seen a nigga cook crack on a George Foreman
You can ask my granny, before rap, it was all extortion
Click-clack, smack, smack for niggas actin' Mighty Morphin'
The blow came from Bangkok, but the Benz German
Made a million off the crank spot, I'm Kentucky Derbin'
Tight 'Wood, thirty-six O's in all bourbons
Uh, Lonnie bring the ice to your hood, think I'm George Gervin

Up in a spot where it's hot, can't forget the Glock up in the oven, damn
Got up off my ass, ran to that bag and got some money
You ain't fuckin' with the gang
We on a whole 'nother level, bitch, get the fuck up out the way
I'm pushin' thirties with the fetty, I'm finna tax these niggas eighty
Man, mama always by a nigga's side, yeah, that's my baby
I'm finna take a trip to the other side and go crazy
They get they money here and there, we get that shit up on the daily
So if you ask me how I got it, bitch, I

If they ask me how I got it, bitch, I got it out the mud
As kids, was playin' ball, but right now, we totin' guns
Don't call a nigga phone if you ain't talkin' 'bout no money
Was finna hit her lil' shit from the back, it smell funny
Back when we was kids, man, we ain't have it, we was hungry
Tryna run all through your house for everything plus some money
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle, show me somethin'
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle, show me somethin'

I don't know how he get 'em here, I think he teleport it
Watch the Red Ranger mighty morph and turn to Megazord
Woody Woodpecker down the way with the peckerwoods
Let me hit somethin', bro, you always tryna neck the 'Wood
The coolest kid on the planet, walk around with a leather jacket
If you ain't got no stripes on your arm, then you gotta patch it
Let me go, don't hold me back, let me at 'em, I'ma let 'em have it
She like it when I smack her on the tail, that's my little ratchet
That's my little ratchet right there

Military got 4-5 book a bang
You can't come in here, if you ain't got your thing
Niggas fast when you see us, tuck your chain for real
We bang for real, my most viable players never squeal
Spin, spin again we gonna talk about no overkill
Switching lately, swirvin' through the set
But that before the deal
Hangin' in they bangin' in set but they never on go
BSG bangin' flame rags I love them the most
I can't wait to bust it down
I remember days I didn't have it
I loss some niggas in the street
Shit they did it with the passion
Shit fuck me up, when I see my niggas in casket
So everytime you spend you better catch them lackin
Fully automatic, Glock nines do the damage
You try to run but he panic
Man down it was tragic
Fully automatic, Glock nines do the damage
You try to run but he panic
Man down it was tragic

If they ask me how I got it, bitch, I got it out the mud
As kids, was playin' ball, but right now, we totin' guns
Don't call a nigga phone if you ain't talkin' 'bout no money
Was finna hit her lil' shit from the back, it smell funny
Back when we was kids, man, we ain't have it, we was hungry
Tryna run all through your house for everything plus some money
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle, show me somethin'
Yeah, she said she can throw it in a circle, show me somethin'