Hangin' Up Lyrics

I don't know bout them niggas

But all my niggas dangerous

I been sippin on syrup that's why I can't maintain the lane I'm in

I don't need no drivers I need sliders you can't hang with us

All of us been throwed

How you gone act like You don't know what came wit us

I kick down the door I bring my dawgs I ain't changin up

My Dawg callin from behind the wall I ain't hangin up

Hotline Bling Phone Ringin I'm Still Shoot That Drac

I ain't never fight with KChamp I was in the courtroom fighting cases

Big Bank ask me to step I'm Mob tied I tied my laces

Long Live Rashad Love Live R5

I Don't Think I Say It Enough

Damn I Hope They Don't Play With Me

I Had Brought 1K With Me

Phatboi You Know that's Tay with me

Jack boy that's what I used to be

We done fell outta love She want Us to go back to what We used to be

I be fresh to death in palm angels Ain't write no eulogy

I Ain't worried about nun

Fuck what a Fuck Nigga Say He Gon Do To Me

Tweakin with my Fye I might start squeezin

Ain't shit Cool Wit Me

Know y'all niggas hatin Let me in make some room for me

I ain't playin skins I done skinned down for my jewelry

See a pussy nigga

Slap a pussy nigga pussy nigga

Champ he ain't no athlete Pullin Hamstrings That Nigga Pullin Triggas

I Can't Hang Wit Rats Or No Mice

You Look Like Stuart Little

I done lost , I done lost

Now My Pain Different

I don't know bout them niggas

But all my niggas dangerous

I been sippin on syrup that's why I can't maintain the lane I'm in

I don't need no drivers I need sliders you can't hang with us

All of us been throwed

How you gone act like You don't know what came wit us

I kick down the door I bring my dawgs I ain't changin up

My Dawg callin from behind the wall I ain't hangin up

Aye remember sittin in the county With A low ass bond

I ain't even need that much

I wanna be a king like martin Luther But I don't really dream that much

AR-15 hope you left that Ruger

This a choppa fight

Going thru it I been in my feelings

I Can't go out tonight

I'm gone do it

Slide with my guys whether they wrong or right

I want a Truist I might put a dub in yo account

I take different routes Had to figure it out

Ain't never been no slouch

Nigga play with me he might get slumped

Its to many of us we ain't fighting fair

You gettin jumped

I don't lay up with no hoe

I'm finna go dunk

Fake friends how you got they back

But they ain't got yo front

Fake 10s and you serve yo friends know u wrong

I don't know bout them niggas

But all my niggas dangerous

I been sippin on syrup that's why I can't maintain the lane I'm in

I don't need no drivers I need sliders you can't hang with us

All of us been throwed

How you gone act like You don't know what came wit us

I kick down the door I bring my dawgs I ain't changin up

My Dawg callin from behind the wall I ain't hangin up