Signs - Young Thug, Bloody Jay

Put your signs in his face

Gang signs in his face

Big B’s in his face

Nigga play, we gone shoot up this whole place

Dead on arrival

I’m headed for our rivals

Get crossed up no bibles

We bleeding no towels

Fuck them, the world’s ours

Two guns up like the twin towers

Flamed up like twin towers

Fuck niggas getting devoured

Niggas wish they was us

That’s why they niggas sour

Pussy nigga tell the tale

They ain’t nothing but some cowards

Sex money murder nigga that’s my game

All my niggas with me yeah we rep the same thing

Got some homies in the G (?) that’s the bang gang

Blood in blood out we always gang bang

We bang we bang we bang (rosé)

Gangbanging, we banging (got plans)

We bang we bang we bang (fuck you and your man)

Gangbanging, we banging

We bang we bang we bang (we bang)

Gangbanging, we banging

We bang we bang we bang

Gangbanging, we banging

B-L-O-O-D-Y thug thug

In the back of the… nigga doing drive-bys

Nigga still don’t know about Bloody J are gonna die

Nigga still don’t know about King Slime I will Fry

Blood Rich Gang run with pistols like utensils

YSL we’ll just beat you like instrumentals

ROB got that tattooed on my temple

Blood Rich in the club with that 25 like Christmas

All I know is red, we’ve been like that since the 90's

Wrap my money up and told the feds to come and find me

5:55 now that’s what you call perfect timing

A110 YSL stand behind me

We bang we bang we bang (rosé)

Gangbanging, we banging (got plans)

We bang we bang we bang (fuck you and your man)

Gangbanging, we banging

We bang we bang we bang (we bang)

Gangbanging, we banging

We bang we bang we bang

Gangbanging, we banging