T.Swiggy - Gang Lyrics

Say the young boy Swiggy put work in
No G1 but he's swerving
Need that Tesla, white, suburban
Stay in your lane boy you merging
A nigga be young but he learning
Niggas be snakin they serpent
It's up to me to determine
How many bridges I'm burnin

You can't get with my giggidy gang
Got a chain and it Swigging swang
If he ain't breaking bread he can't hang
All my niggas they ready to biggidy bang
My city so litty guess who made the change
I'm picking the Bentley you're picking the Range
You rappers is whack and that's just a fact
Your lyrics is shit and your rhythm is strange

All these hoes in love with the mixup
Yo this shit sounds old fix up
I've been down for some days Yeah I've been stuck
Got a lil nigga trying to rob a Brinks truck
Shorty got a fat ass we should link up
If you got zero bodies get your pink up
Gave her Molly in the water told her drink up
Crazy the shit that I think of
We get a green, talk shit
Running my team on some boss shit
My shirt it stay clean I'm a rock it
Most expensivest kicks it don't cost shit
My plug is Chinese, chopsticks
It's 100° in the tropics
And the 250 Gs is my topic

You can't get with my giggidy gang
Got a chain and it Swigging swang
If he ain't breaking bread he can't hang
All my niggas they ready to biggidy bang
My city so litty guess who made the change
I'm picking the Bentley you're picking the Range
You rappers is whack and that's just a fact
Your lyrics is shit and your rhythm is strange

Benzo benzo benzo
I do not f*ck with the friend zone
When a bitch wanna f*ck I tell her what's up still got a bring out your friends though
As a matter of fact it depends hoe
F*ck up a bag and then spend mo
She giving me play like every day no I ain't talking Nintendo
She riding that dick like a cycle
And no I ain't talking that menstrual
She keeping the pace while giving me face I got to f*ck up the tempo
I'm the nigga that's fresher than Mentos
And I stay in the six like an endzone
Your man is a panty lives with his auntie we gon just call him Lazenzo
This money I get it, these bitches regret it, for all of the days they hated
Now I'm whipping up Benz, taking trips from the ends
Making everyone know that I made it
I'm rocking a rolly, she's up on the poley, blowing a stack cause I'm faded
I learned to finesse and started to flex now all the OG's they rate it
And I came from the dirt, was stains in my shirt, young nigga making it work
I'm popping them tags, f*ck up the tax, bags will make a bitch twerk
She want to f*ck because I'm back in the dot, yeah I'm back in the spot
If you lack and get caught, it's off with his top, that's broski I gave him the drop

You can't get with my giggidy gang
Got a chain and it Swigging swang
If he ain't breaking bread he can't hang
All my niggas they ready to biggidy bang
My city so litty guess who made the change
I'm picking the Bentley you're picking the Range
You rappers is whack and that's just a fact
Your lyrics is shit and your rhythm is strange