[Lyric] Aint Gang (QRunitup)

[Intro]
R-U-N-I-T-U-P
Yeah
R-U-N-I-T-U-P

[Chorus]
These niggas ain’t gang, these niggas ain’t gang
These niggas ain’t gang, on my lil bro
I ain't takin' no chance, I ain't takin' no chance
I ain't takin' no chance till I reload
Gotta slide with a black mask, these niggas ain’t gang
They ain’t help me in math class, trench coat was a trash bag
No cap, we was low till I turn to the trap-trap
Goin' on roads, payin' em tolls
I swear on my life, my brothers, my soul
These niggas ain’t gang, I don't know what you know
We was swipin' them cams in Home Depot, yeah
Green, my cheddar
Goin' on drills, I ain't know no better
When I fuck that bitch, I ain't put no effort
If she ain’t my wife, she don’t get no pleasure, no, yеah (No cap)
[Verse 1]
Get real big money
100K on a chain, icе real-real floody
What I pour my cup like real-real muddy
And dese niggas ain’t gang, don’t get no money, yeah, yeah
Thought I told you better
Don’t wife her if she put no effort
Trust you hoes, no, I would never
Don’t tell them hoes that we together, nah, yeah
Bust down wrist, yeah, bro got a AP
If you gettin' money, she fuck you same week
Cartier shades, I move too shady
All of my Zoe’s, they come from Haiti
Trini nigga but I’m steppin' hard in the US
She be callin' me baby 'cause a nigga be too fresh
How I got this lucky, I said, "Baby, I’m too blessed"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, no cap
Peanut butter seats, bitch, I’m a stepper
When I was locked, they ain’t send no letters
I was down bad, but shit got better
I was down bad, but shit got better

[Chorus]
These niggas ain’t gang, these niggas ain’t gang
These niggas ain’t gang, on my lil bro
I ain't takin' no chance, I ain't takin' no chance
I ain't takin' no chance till I reload
Gotta slide with a black mask, these niggas ain’t gang
They ain’t help me in math class, trench coat was a trash bag
No cap, we was low till I turn to the trap-trap
[Verse 2]
Shoutout my nigga Jah 9, he be on gang shit
Q50, nigga speedin', brodie had to laneswitch
I don't fuck with plenty niggas, they be on gay shit
I just want plenty money, I don't need a different bitch
Take my niggas everywhere, they be with everything
Please don’t walk up, you might catch a seventeen
Man, my brother wildin', he need to make his mind up
Yeah, that's my brother, though, brodie got his bands up

[Chorus]
These niggas ain’t gang, these niggas ain’t gang
These niggas ain’t gang, on my lil bro
I ain't takin' no chance, I ain't takin' no chance
I ain't takin' no chance till I reload
Gotta slide with a black mask, these niggas ain’t gang
They ain’t help me in math class, trench coat was a trash bag
No cap, we was low till I turn to the trap-trap
Goin' on roads, payin' em tolls
I swear on my life, my brothers, my soul
These niggas ain’t gang, I don't know what you know
We was swipin' them cams in Home Depot, yeah
Green, my cheddar
Goin' on drills, I ain't know no better
When I fuck that bitch, I ain't put no effort
If she ain’t my wife, she don’t get no pleasure, no, yeah
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, R-U-N-I-T-U-P
Yeah, R-U-N-I-T-U-P
Oh God, R-U-N-I-T-U-P
Yeah, nah-nah-nah