Neat - FB, TallupTwinz, J Neat

Gang!

S.O.S

Wass gang nigga

Free tallup

Hit a lick and now we all up

Free the gang and tell ‘em free Tallup

New opp pack, bitch, I’ma ball up

Think you sick then lil' nigga talk up

They tryna copy the neat

They tryna copy the whole drip

From a half ounce to a whole brick

My niggas gone ride, yeah, they gon' drift

Hit a lick and now we all up

Man tell ‘em free the gang and free up Tallup

New opp pack, bitch, I’ma ball up

Think you sick then lil' nigga talk up

They tried to copy the neat

They tried to copy the whole drip

From a half ounce to a whole brick

My niggas gone ride, yeah, they gon' drift

They tried to copy the neat

They just wanna be gang, gang

S.O.S yeah we still let it bang, bang

Talk up we’ll let a nigga’s brain hang

New opp pack bitch I’ma ball up

Shoutout J Neat nigga and Tallup

Fuck a drive-by nigga I’ma walk up

Whip the soft ‘till I see that shit lock up

Whole brick and it came wit a neat stamp

She need me but I told her that I need bands

I got fiends nigga I don’t really need fans

I got bro’s nigga I don’t really need friends

Take a loss and I still bounce right back

Self-made and they still don’t like that

Came home and he still went right back

Yeah I know it get real and it’s like that

So free my brothas out dat can, ho!

Lil bro purging, yeah he shootin shit just like Rambo

I know they want my life but voices saying that I can’t go

Voices saying that I can’t go

Hit a lick and now we all up

Free the gang and tell ‘em free Tallup

New opp pack, bitch, I’ma ball up

Think you sick then lil' nigga talk up

They tryna copy the neat

They tryna copy the whole drip

From a half ounce to a whole brick

My niggas gon ride, yeah, they gon' drift

Hit a lick and now we all up

Man tell ‘em free the gang and free up Tallup

New opp pack, bitch, i’ma ball up

Think you sick then lil' nigga talk up

They tried to copy the neat

They tried to copy the whole drip

From a half ounce to a whole brick

My niggas gon ride, yeah, they gon' drift

Why you tryna copy the neat?

Got a .40 when I’m up in these streets

Ray Allen when I shoot for the three

Got a bando jumpin like some fleas

She on her knees like she praying

They ain’t bout shit that they saying

Just walk up on ‘em then we face ‘em

He a demon he gone meet Satan

Whole team makin money now

Try to run off, we gone hunt him down

Revy gang shells don’t touch the ground

That’s Fat Neat that’s a hunned rounds

I just need ‘bout a hunned pounds

I just need ‘bout a hunned bricks

Take a trip, that’s another flip

She on the pole, that’s another trick

Aye, they don’t want smoke, can’t handle spliff

Aye, we don’t slide my Wassa’s drift

Aye, hit a lick break it down to bits

Aye, I’m wit Tallup we gon' empty the clip

Hit a lick and now we all up

Free the gang and tell ‘em free Tallup

New opp pack, bitch, I’ma ball up

Think you sick then lil' nigga talk up

They tryna copy the neat

They tryna copy the whole drip

From a half ounce to a whole brick

My niggas gon ride, yeah, they gon' drift

Hit a lick and now we all up

Man tell ‘em free the gang and free up Tallup

New opp pack, bitch, i’ma ball up

Think you sick then lil' nigga talk up

They tried to copy the neat

They tried to copy the whole drip

From a half ounce to a whole brick

My niggas gon ride, yeah, they gon' drift

Aye, my niggas gon ride, yeah, they gon drift

Glock .40 or the four fifth

I got a young hitta from the four fifth

And all my nigga know it’s neat

Steady throwing up threes

Rock wit' Courts Gang shoutout the Sheez

That’s the OG’s from the G

Money on my mind like all day

Fans screaming gang from far away

More magic, ball like Hardaway

Try me then I gotta take your heart away

Niggas taking swag they be copying

They tryna be like them Wassa’s, aye

If I want it I take it no borrowing

Big dog sending streaks call it homage kid

Givin out smoke you want none of it

Jakes kick the door then I’m flushin it

16 in the clip and I’m dumpin it

Adrenaline rushing shit

Got a little bit of fame hoe’s rushing in

Lemme squeeze on her back so i’m clutchin it

If a nigga try me then I’m bustin it

And my block so cray fell in love wit it

Hit a lick and now we all up

Free the gang and tell ‘em free Tallup

New opp pack, bitch, I’ma ball up

Think you sick then lil' nigga talk up

They tryna copy the neat

They tryna copy the whole drip

From a half ounce to a whole brick

My niggas gon ride, yeah, they gon' drift

Hit a lick and now we all up

Man tell ‘em free the gang and free up Tallup

New opp pack, bitch, I’ma ball up

Think you sick then lil' nigga talk up

They tried to copy the neat

They tried to copy the whole drip

From a half ounce to a whole brick

My niggas gon ride, yeah, they gon' drift