Lime Krime - Salami Gang Lyrics

You know that I'm ridin' with the gang
We salami gang, we salami gang gang
Pull up on your block, boy you better tuck your chain chain
Gang We salami gang, we salami gang gang
Pull up on your block and we let that 40 bang bang
We dem boys that gon' pull up on your block
Making noise, if you run your mouth then you finna get popped
Cause you know we got them toys talkin' AKs and the Glocks (pow pow)

The way I make money move, you would think I'm Millie Rock
Know this ain't a money dance, I just keep it in my sock
I just made a hundred bands, man I'm stackin' all the guap
Always hustlin' the streets, so I watch out for the cops
You gon' catch me with a chopper if I catch you on my block
100 round drum, I ain't f*ckin' with no drama
Pull up to your crib and finesse your baby mama
Take your bitch shoppin' and we f*ckin' up some commas
Bought that hoe a dress, bought myself Balenciagas

That ain't a car, that's a bus
You don't drive, lil homie, you ride the bus
Got a stick on me, play with the gang, I gon' bust
You don't know me, dawg, I f*cked your girl, I that's a must
This ain't love, baby, you twisted, this is lust
I put you to the side, eat you later like some crust
Yeah, yeah, and I'm stupid with it
Back of the Maybach with the Tenno's winning Cash in, cash out, all I do is spend it
At the stop lights, I've stopped, but the rims are spinnin
I'm with the gang, we salami gang We salami gang, gang, pull up on your block
Boy, you better tuck your chain, chain, gang We salami gang, we salami gang, gang
Pull up on your block and we let that 40 bang, bang
Smokin' broccoli, stack them blue hundred bills like Monopoly
If you ain't talkin' money, then don't talk to me Climbin' to the top and they ain't no stoppin' me
Every time I'm in the booth with Geoff, we droppin' heat

Yeah, we droppin' heat, dick big, yeah, I got the meat
Few girls at the crib, it's a party, it's a meet and greet
I let my chopper eat, yeah, we kill this beat
He a retarded, he a vegetable

Came from the bottom, now I'm up just like a pedestal
My guns got two nuts like they genitals
I make you jump up like you wildin' at a festival
Cappin', I like the bitch, I don't need her
I make her hit them notes like she's singin' Daniel Caesar
Ooh, lil whore ass, lil bitch