[Chorus]
We pull up with choppers and we might bang (Bang)
Boy, you ain't know nothing about a gang (Gang)
We pull up with choppers and we might bang (Bang)
Boy, you ain't know nothing about a gang (Gang)
We pull up with choppers and we might bang (Bang)
Boy, you ain't know nothing about a gang (Gang)
We pull up with choppers and we might bang (Bang)
Boy, you ain't know nothing about a gang (Gang)

[Post-Chorus]
Ayy, this that Melly verse Melv', fuck twelve
Ridin' from the feds, it's eighteen past-twelve
Fast cars, yeah, we up speedin' in this fast car (Skrrt)
Run up on an opp like fuckin' Nascar (Skrrt, baow)

[Verse]
Yeah-yeah
And we did it, tell the bitch to fuck off if she ain't in the riddim
The bullets bit him, then we put the clip in
Empty the magazine, we making bags, our dreams
Come true, awake, bitch, not in our sleep
I regret some shit in the past, we fucked up an opp and sped off fast
I regret some shit in the past, blood rainin' on the street from the skyscrapers, that night was overcast

[Pre-Chorus]
Bitch, now was it? Bitch, now was it?
Bitch, now was it? Bitch, now was it?
Bitch, now was it? Bitch, now was it?
Bitch, now was it? Bitch, now was it? (Ayy, hey, hey, wait)
[Chorus]
We pull up with choppers and we might bang (Bang)
Boy, you ain't know nothing about a gang (Gang)
We pull up with choppers and we might bang (Bang)
Boy, you ain't know nothing about a gang (Gang)
We pull up with choppers and we might bang (Bang)
Boy, you ain't know nothing about a gang (Gang)
We pull up with choppers and we might bang (Bang)
Boy, you ain't know nothing about a gang (Gang)