Gonna Die ft. Packo Drizzy Lyrics

Let's get it let's get it, gang life

y'all not ready for this

SDO Shit

SDO bitch

If you mess with the gang, you gon' die

Yeah, that nigga Glockies Died his mama cried

We shoot at opps, you make him drop

We spin this block a couple times

If that nigga talkin' shit, he gon' get hit in his eye

We totin' Glocks, we smokin' opps

We got the thirties with the chop

If that boy pull up on me

Yeah, you know that boy gon' die

Let's fuck the opps until I die

yeah that nigga died, ha-ha

if a opp, try to get close

Yeah, you know my gun go pop, he go bop-bop

He in the sky, fuck Gabby, yeah, she a thot

Let's go band for band, I'm fuckin' her friend

I don't got no plans, these fuck niggas don't understand

Glock, FN, don't cross the line

We shoot out opps, we spin on Blocks, we make him cry

Cause fuck niggas, deserve to die

If you try to play with me

Yeah, you gon' die

If you disrespect the gang

Then you gon' die

Niggas talkin' all that shit, man, they gon' die

Man, these niggas want a death wish, yeah, they gon' die

Niggas talkin' all that shit

You gon' get hit in your shit

I'm doin' this shit for the gang

Not just the Fame, y'all niggas are lame

Every pic, you gon' see the gang

Fuckin' that bitch, you gon' see the gang

Rollin' down, you gon' see the gang

Fuckin' that bitch, you gon' see the gang

Talking that Shit, you gon' see the gang

If you mess with the gang, you gon' die

Yeah, that nigga Glockies, Died, his mama cried

We shoot at opps, we make him die

We spin his block a couple times

If that nigga talkin' shit, he gon' get hit in his eye

We totin' Glocks, we smokin' opps

We got the thirties with the chop

If that boy pull up on me

Yeah, you know that boy gon' die

its fuck the opps until I die

Yeah, that nigga die, ha-ha

if and opp, try to get close

Yeah, you know my gun go pop, he go bop-bop

He in the sky, fuck Gabby, yeah, she a thot

Let's go band for a band, I'm fuckin' her friend

I don't got no plans, these fuck niggas don't understand

Glock FN, don't cross the line, we shoot our opps

We spin on blocks, we make them cry

Fuck niggas deserve to die

If you try to play with me, yeah, you gon' die

If you disrespect the gang, then you gon' die

Niggas talkin' all that shit, man, they gon' die

Man, these niggas want a death wish, yeah, they gon' die

If you want beef, meet in the fields

Cause I ain't got time for Twitter fights

If y'all niggas try to play with me, yeah

Y'all niggas must really wanna die

Yeah, time's up, now say goodbye

Fuck a car, let's do a hit on a bike

Yeah, y'all niggas is some dykes