Gz
 作词 : Destin Route
 作曲 : Destin Route
 Uh
 Look, uh
 Look
 Dawg, uh

 They say you throwed out, gangsta, gangsta
 Everybody bugged out, armed and dangerous
 Drained and drugged out, anxious, ain't you?
 Banged up, banger (Look at this)
 Tell them bitches stop playin' with us (Uh, look)

 I feel the anger, all way down to my ankles (Yeah)
 Tryna keep an ear, so yeah, I keep one in the chamber (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 Punchin' the bed, we all blessed, fed and thankful (Yeah)
 Punchin' the bed, he bled tears, shed, painful
 It's goin' to my head, don't let that picture that they paint you in reflection turn deception in your brain
 You want respect? Then give the same (Uh)
 Dealin' with some real shit, they fakin' beef, we [?]
 Call it competition, feel more like it's [?] participation
 Get the gloves out, banger, banger
 It ain't no love down south, memories painful
 My patna got the plug down south, cartel gang
 Flew to Colombia, work muchos buenos
 Shawty, you too thugged out (Gangsta, gangsta)
 Nah, **** it, they say you too tough
 Exterior black, ugly and rough (Yeah)
 Inferior to shirt and ties, suit with the tux (Uh)
 Tempered, you ****ity, sick and tired, he turned shit up
 Bear wires, but not a bad guy
 You know how black lives (don't) matter
 We see the dead-end, the pattern apply
 Don't feel pity, throw a party, nigga, pass me the mic
 I be thinkin' maybe Martin was wrong, Malcolm was right

 **** it, we thugged out, gangsta, gangsta
 Everybody bugged out, armed and dangerous
 Drained and drugged out, anxious, ain't you?
 Banged up, banger (Look at this)
 Tell them bitches stop playin' with us

 Gangsta, gangsta (Gangsta)
 Gangsta, gangsta
 Uh, look, yeah

 I left the flame, they hit that game but had to park on the dick
 Took everything from out the whip besides the and the stick
 It's hella dark, you can't see shit behind this ten percent tint
 I should get five percent tint, I been [?]
 Probably when I'm ridin' through the city
 Cops think I'm ridin' 'round to get it
 Like I'm tryna get money, 'cause the economy is shitty
 Mind your business, write up the ticket while I'm rollin' up the window
 See and this time we gotta win it
 You know I'm all about the business
 [?] Kensington
 Then got my out the free market, just got started reminiscin'
 'Bout all them cars we tried to crack
 Smash it, them doors we used to kick
 Jack shit, we was sleepin' on the floors, way more important to the script
 In another series of events, lot of shit, it be very infortunate
 Like I mentioned we had the game finna go, and I'm feelin' a sudden suspence
 I get in my car, see some glass by the door, and I'm like, "Why the **** is this?"
 I knew what it was, the stadium right in the hood and my window was busted
 Now I feel all the blood, it's rushin'
 Take a second, a minute, adjustment
 Had a couple things, but if they ain't found my bangin', they ain't really found nothin' (Come on, bruh)
 Thank God, dang, you little niggas took everything, from the spare tires, to the spare change
 The insurance papers, and some blunt spray
 What the **** would they want with that anyway?
 But we in Atlanta, you could see the channels, man, that shit gon' happen every, any day
 Might not see bandanas, but he squeeze the hammer like John Henry tryna beat the train
 Havin' fun with it, bunch of young nigga, tryna feel numb to the pain
 I ain't trippin' 'cause I know who responsible, it's the mother****in' they be claimin'

 We too thugged out, gangsta, gangsta
 Everybody bugged out, armed and dangerous
 Drained and drugged out, anxious, ain't you?
 Banged up, banger (Look at this)
 Tell them bitches stop playin' with us (Uh, ****)

 Gangsta, gangsta (Gangsta)
 Gangsta, gangsta
 Haha