Intro: Skinnyfromthe9 & Soulja Boy
She wanna fuck with the gang 'cause we on, ayy 
Yeah

Verse 1: Skinnyfromthe9
I'm the king in my city, say it loud (Say it loud) 
I got diamonds dancing on me, bling blaow (Bling blaow) 
If they don't know my name, bet they know it now (They know it now) 
I'm that nigga in my city, say it loud (Hold up) 
Bling blaow, diamonds on me, bling blaow (Gang, gang, gang, yeah) 
Bling blaow, diamonds on me, sing now (Bling blaow) 
Bling blaow, hunnid on a piece, wow! (Bling blaow) 
Bling blaow, diamonds on me, sing now (Bling blaow) 
I just keep rollin' the celly (Yeah) 
I used to stay at the deli (Yeah) 
I just pulled up in a Bentley (Bands) 
I know these niggas ain't Betty (Yeah) 
Too much drippin', I be drippin' when I walk around (Walk around) 
I got bitches tryna fuck me, yeah, they want me now (Want me now) 
They was laughing at a nigga, I was dead broke 
Now I got money, I can take your bitch like, "Let's go" (Skrrt, skrrt) 
I just pulled up to the party, uh 
All of these bitches, they want me, yeah 
But I do not want 'em, don't call me, no 
I do not want 'em, don't call me, no 
She wanna fuck at the motel 
I got a Benz and a truck 
Rollie on me, bustdown 
Diamonds on me, bling blaow (Gang) 
40 on me, right now 
Shorty on me, right now (Skrrt) 
Drippin' on 'em, don't drown (Don't drown) 
Drippin' on 'em, don't drown

Verse 2: Fetty Wap
Ayy, free bound, caught her off the rebound (Off the rebound, yeah)
Ayy, free pounds, nigga, I got the free pounds (Nigga, free pounds)
Ayy, I'm a gang nigga, I go three rounds (I'm a big gang nigga)
Ayy, why you hating, nigga, what your beef 'bout?
Ayy, let 'em hang down to the Trues baby (Trues, baby)
Ayy, I'ma winner, I don't even lose, baby (I don't even lose, baby)
Ayy, big bands, pocket full of blues, baby (Full of blues, baby)
Ayy, smokin' opp pack when I cruise, baby (Ayy, when I cruise, baby)
Ayy, diamonds on me, you can see the jewels, baby (Ayy, you can see the jewels baby, blaow)
Ayy, run up on me, he gon' make the news, baby (He gon' make the news, baby)
Ayy, uh, 40 on me with the beam, baby (Ayy, yeah)
Ayy, uh, pockets full of green, I love cream, baby

Verse 3: Phresher
I said tell me what you got
Niggas still smoke cookie, I got hustle in my blood
Running with the 9, fuck with Wop, like what you want?
Rebound, tell her foreign, she like wow
Runnin' bricks on mean mile
Shorty love my steam, now
Rolling in the hood, I give these packs out
I don't fuck with these niggas, yeah, these nigga mask out
I'ma pull up, skrrt, skrrt, yeah, that bitch a NasCar
Tap up with Skinny and we got our bands up
I'm in L.A. in a mansion flexin', they can't stand us
I'm with function, I gotta checks up in a foreign car
I'm in L.A., she got ass, that's a porn star
She wanna fuck with the gang 'cause we born stars

Verse 4: Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Ayy, she wanna fuck with the gang 'cause we on, ayy
I pull up, drop-top, two-tone, ayy
Young nigga got rich off a cellphone
Ayy, turn trap-house into a trap-home
Ayy, I hit the block with a snubnosed
.223, hollow tip, leave a fuck nigga gone
I'm the king sitting on the throne
Ayy, the first chin I had was a blow

Verse 5: PluHeph
My bitch bad and boujee
It ain't no bag of Gucci
Balenciaga, Gucci
Fendi bag and Louis
She got designer drippin'
Don't need no compliments
And ain't no finer bitch
They like, "Where you find your bitch?"
'Cause every time she come around my city, bling bling
Pinky wing wet, around 50, bling bling
Ass dumb titties and them thighs, bling bling
Drop 200 on a ride, bling bling
Don't worry about me, nigga, do you
She wanna fuck me and the crew too
I go nuts, I'm talkin' coo-coo
Fuck your bitch, put her on YouTube