Belt Gang Lyrics

What they know about Bell Gang, we put a belt to ice Young nigga ridin' with a chopper

put him on his ass I'm Donna Cash, you see me on TV, just know

that I chop a glass Belt to ice, if I ain't got a cap, new nigga

you can ask him Oh, I forgot, but you can't

One got paralyzed, the other shot him in his face

Me and my cousin ride around, we tryna go do rank-frank

Baby wanna come and stay, but she can't, that pussy stank

Nigga, since you miss your brother, bye, see you delay with him

Fuck him ass, we beat the case, we all ride day with it

Fuck a condom, bitch, her pussy good, I had to lay in it

I ain't gon' lie, this bitch, she not a ho, I put my face in it

She stuffed her G's in return, I ain't no lame, nigga

Y'all niggas snitchin' on y'all gang, y'all niggas lame

Different one up top, spittin' off his off, I let it rain

Nigga, y'all some lame, niggas kill gangs for some change

Nigga, you got these niggas killin' kids, but off that body reppin

Got them two to threes and Glocks, I call them lethal weapons

Baby on my dick, she can't stop rhymin', she ain't got no leverage

One of them evil caught him, nigga, snitchin', talkin

But the nigga got his chain took, nigga, get your kick back

I catch him loafin' out in public, or he at that kickback

D-3-0-S, they fully loaded, makin' niggas sit back

I know a drunk who gon' kill just give his ass a six-pack

Nigga, what they know? Oh, they don't know, shit

I'm up top, hmm, I'm up school

Went to them bitch niggas, walk outside that door

Because I took them bitch niggas, I'ma shoot up that show, nigga

What they know about Bell Gang? We playin' Belt to Ice

Young nigga bendin' with a chopper, put him on his ass

Come down and crash, you see me on TV, just know that chopper blast

Belt to Ice him, I ain't got a cap, lil' nigga, you can ask him

Oh, I forgot, but you can't

Cause one got paralyzed, the other shot him in his face

Me and my cousin ridin' around, we tryna go through rain

Rain, baby wanna come and stay, but she can't, that pussy stank

Nigga, since you missed your birthday, but I see you there late with him

Fuck a mouse, we beat the case, we up all day

Who is this fucker callin'? Bitch, her pussy way high, delayin' it

I ain't gon' lie, this bitch, she ain't no whore, I put my face in it

She stuffed a G, Zilla turned, I ain't no lame, nigga

Y'all niggas snitchin', they all game, y'all niggas lame

Different one up top, spittin' off this Glock, I let it rain

Nigga, y'all some lame, niggas kill games just for some change, nigga

You got these niggas killin' kids, but off that body rappin

We got two to the threes and Glocks, you caught him leadin' the weapons

Baby on my dick, she can't stop ridin', she ain't got no leverage

I say, fuck the opps, you know his mom died, left her on a stretcher

Homicide these niggas, mom's cryin', his dad off a Tesla

What that lil' bitch use her bow? Wish I would've met her

On my dad, nigga, like, what the fuck goin' on

Nigga, droppin' on shit, nigga, droppin' shit, nigga

On my mama, nigga