False Idols (Rip Fredo) - Chetta

You ain’t gang

You ain’t gang

You ain’t gang gang gang

Pull up flexing with the pain

Wiith the pain pain pain

Ima test you out your main

Out your main

Out your main

Want no problems im just saying

Im just saying

Im just saying

Bitch you got a problem with me

Come and find me

I ain’t never hiding

Ima move in silence

Pull up flexing with that homicidey

God I feel like gotti

When im busting off the kawasaki

Probably kill kermit

Im getting rich and I dont know nobody

All inside me no bitch

And she wanna slide me

Ima big sliding

A big a big timing

Ima so sorry

Your bitch your bitch jock me

Ima pull a robbery

Your bitch your bitch riding

I need a big Glock

Big bullet big shell

I send them big shots

Big shots big shots

They wanna feel now

Feel now feel now

Dont know whats real now

Real now real now

You ain’t gang you ain’t gang

You ain’t gang gang gang

We ain’t playing we ain’t playing

We not the same same same

Pull up flexing with the bank roll

Aim it at your face hoe

Bitch we ain’t the same tho

We ain’t gang