Rumors Lyrics

Gang, gang, gang, yeah, yeah

Ay, I'm like a nigga on the scene

I'm like a nigga on the scene

Ay, cost to live like this, you hear me

Niggas start hangin', then start spreadin' rumors

Chop a lyft a nigga, then leave in a Uber

Timberland how a, young nigga fuckin' boot her

Teach a nigga how to drip like I'm a tutor

Before the foreign, I was ridin' on a fuckin' scooter

Get out my way, I got a Kay, bitch, I feel like Luda

Big bands and the stuff right under the Buddha

Chop a blam, he goin' down, he must be stupid

Suit on with a stick, Tony Montana

Hoes wanna fuck, I got a bag like I'm Santa

Two bitches with me, split him like a fuckin' sandwich

Chop a hold, a bandana, and it do damage

After I hit, I'm gettin' ghost Danny Phantom

Wild out with his bitch like I'm Nick Cannon

Yeah, she gon' shake that ass with no hands

Oh, damn, no Thanksgiving, I go ham

AMB, bust down, tell her, get with the program

Dick in her mouth, I had to beat a bitch throat down

Up now, I can't slow down

Young Joc with a Glock, it could go down

Niggas, my son, they wanna cop me and pace me

I'm goin' dumb, blowin' bands like a AC

Niggas switchin' fuckin' teams like they KD

One hundrerd and AMB till they take me

Bust down, I can shower with my jewelry on

Get out my way, Stanly, feelin' like I'm Mr. Jones

When he caught shit, talker be her ringtone

Niggas be hatin', they need to leave me alone

It's my money and I need it now

Bitches like fast food, they in and out

I put dick in her mouth

I'm the one your bitch talk about, I'm dripping

People be fake, I keep it distance, like, who is it

Open the door, chopper, gon' hit him like who trippin'

Throwin' fast shots like I'm pitchin'

Niggas be cappin', man, these niggas fishing

I came from nothin', she wanna fuck, cause my cuban bussin'

Fuckin', I'm on the scene, I leave it bloody, he dunking

MC Hammer, you can't touch this diamonds

Dancin' like my wrist went clubbin', he dunking

Ballin' ten summers, DJ Mustard, he love her

She gon' set the dick like a sucker

Fuck it, pocket rocket, gettin' snucked in

Yeah, bitch and nigga need more bands

Chopsticks and billies, you know we tote them

Dunk in a bitch pussy, I leave a broke rim

Flex up, yeah, no gym

Lookin' like a bad one, a young nigga rollin' gang

Niggas start hatin', then start spreadin' rumors

Chop a lyft a nigga then leave in a Uber

Timberland how a, young nigga fuckin' boot her

Teach a nigga how to drip like I'm a tutor

Before the foreign, I was ridin' on a fuckin' scooter

Get out my way, I got a Kay, bitch, I feel like Luda

Big bands and the stuff right under the Buddha

Chop a blam he, goin' down, he must be stupid

Ay It cost to live like this, you hear me

Hold up

Gang, gang, gang, gang

Yeah, man, yeah, them niggas hunnids right there

Them ain't even hunnids, them twenties, my bad

Ooh, I dropped the twenty, my bad

Yeah, gang