Quin NFN – Gang Shit lyrics

Hook:
Hit a stain, get a pack
Get it gone, stack it up, saying shit
Bitches fuck, kick em out, hit the block
Get up on that gang shit
Never cared, bout a bitch
Money call, then im on my way bitch
Popping shit, got a stick, choppa kick
Nigga thats lu-kang shit

Hit a stain, get a pack
Get it gone, stack it up, saying shit
Bitches fuck, kick em out, hit the block
Get up on that gang shit
Never cared, bout a bitch
Money call, then im on my way bitch
Popping shit, got a stick, choppa kick
Nigga thats lu-kang shit

Verse 1:
And they know i got rolls on me
And these niggas is jacking, so i gotta poll on me
She snatching the soul on me
Soon as i get to the crib, she was taking the clothes off me
And i ain't got no bro’s, homie
Cause i got in the jail, with my partner he told on me
How the fuck you gon fold, homie
Now wassup with these niggas
T-bo he gon blow for me
I never give a fuck, 2pac hit em up
Neon missed the uber, he gon pick him up
Put the sack in motion, now they give it up
Gucci, Louis, all designer, switch it up
Treat her like she average when i get a nut
Nigga talking reckless, he ain't did enough
Treat him like a jacket, how we zip em up
Dont be trynna be, cause you ain't stiff enough

Hook:
Hit a stain, get a pack
Get it gone, stack it up, saying shit
Bitches fuck, kick em out, hit the block
Get up on that gang shit
Never cared, bout a bitch
Money call, then im on my way bitch
Popping shit, got a stick, choppa kick
Nigga thats lu-kang shit

Hit a stain, get a pack
Get it gone, stack it up, saying shit
Bitches fuck, kick em out, hit the block
Get up on that gang shit
Never cared, bout a bitch
Money call, then im on my way bitch
Popping shit, got a stick, choppa kick
Nigga thats lu-kang shit

Verse 2:
Ain't sticking dick in bitches cause i get around
Niggas eating suckers, cause you still a clown
Run on me to check, cause they will send em down
Pass a bitch around, we gon lay em down
New shoes, new shirt, new whip, new bitch, dub nigga
Niggas like “lil Quin hot as fuck”, and im like duh nigga
Real niggas get the bag, if you don't, then i can't fuck witchu
She a slut, tee her up, move around, why would i cuff nigga
Pop a dose and i can't even think straight, cause it got me stuck nigga
And big bro done got out by his partner, thas why i dont trust niggas
My niggas on dumb, baby
Its a wrap for your top like a motherfucking lunch lady
In the mouth like a tongue, baby
And they know i get bread, i ain't fucking with crumbs baby
Like a bee you get stung, baby
Imma hit her with dick, now i got that bitch sprung baby
Got this gas like a tum baby
You get nic with this cannon my niggas got drums baby
I be rapping for fun baby
And im giving em help all this shit just begun baby
I ain't going for nun baby
We ain't giving em 1 but we giving em sum baby
Got them rounds like a plum baby
I be popping your bitch like a young nigga plunge baby
On the mic i go dumb crazy
1 position that bitch cause a young nigga dumb lazy
On gang