[Intro]
This is Jay P Bangz

[Chorus: DaBoii]
Bitch, I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug
Fuck them n***as hating, baby, I get real love
Still can't put my trust in the ones I'd kill for
Ain't no beef dying down, bitch n***a, it's still up
'Cause, bitch, I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug
Fuck them n***as hating, baby, I get real love
And I still can't put my trust in the ones I'd kill for
'Cause bitch I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug

[Verse 1: DaBoii]
Bitch, I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug
N***a wanna rep my squad? Ain't good 'til you kill some
You say them bitches go for what? Say less, the deal done
She gon' shake it fast for the dollar, the bill, huh
I got the world on my shoulders and the city on my back
They like, "D-Boii you a perv, why you put titties on your strap?"
Put double D's up on that bitch, way more than fifty on that strap
Bitch keep talking all that rah-rah, don't you give me none of that
You wasn't here when I was down, so when I'm up you get the message
Throwing fits up on the 'Gram ain't gon' do shit, you n***as extra
Boy, what kind of drugs you taking? It ain't nothing I won't sell
Thinking you gon' play DaBoii, you'll play nobody but yourself
I just call it how I see it, I ain't never called for help
After eleven I turned thirteen, n***a, I don't fuck with twelve
Bitch gon' ride up in the back if she don't keep up with her nails
You left your strap? Boy that ain't gangsta, you a seven and a L, on the gang
[Chorus: DaBoii]
Bitch, I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug
Fuck them n***as hating, baby, I get real love
Still can't put my trust in the ones I'd kill for
Ain't no beef dying down, bitch n***a, it's still up
'Cause, bitch, I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug
Fuck them n***as hating, baby, I get real love
And I still can't put my trust in the ones I'd kill for
'Cause bitch I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug

[Verse 2: Mozzy]
I'm feeling like Corleone now that the homie home
'Cause he gon' shoot at the opps, you'll get your bologna blown
Ayy, fuck you n***as smoking on? Like you be smoking shit
I broke him off for them bladadahs when I broke the bitch
You throw a devil over here and we gon' throw a fit
Ain't never asked me 'bout the suckas 'cause they don't exist
N***a, tell him tag his drilla all that bogus shit
I double lapped, them n***as laughed when I was broke as shit
We stuffing Wedding Cake batter in a stogie stick
Swing, batter, batter, swing when this .40 pitch
Goon body to the gristle, n***a, know we is
We only show for sound check to get the blowers in
Ayy, fuck whatever trip you took if you don't go again
You the type to throw a brick and never show your hand
Gang graffiti on the walls when they be closing in
Real gangsta, n***as doubted 'til we domed his nig (Hundadah, hundadah, hundadah, hundadah)
[Chorus: DaBoii]
Bitch, I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug
Fuck them n***as hating, baby, I get real love
Still can't put my trust in the ones I'd kill for
Ain't no beef dying down, bitch n***a, it's still up
'Cause, bitch, I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug
Fuck them n***as hating, baby, I get real love
And I still can't put my trust in the ones I'd kill for
'Cause bitch I'm a gangsta, I'm a real thug