Gangster Shit Lyrics
[Intro]
Did you pray today? Did you pray today?
I could dick you down on some gangster shit (Did you pray today?)
I could put you down on the gangster shit
I could put you down with some gangster shit
Did you pray today? Did you have a baby?
You got ventilation (Ooh)
Her sex is amazin', she like penetratin'
I'll leave that pussy achin' (Thugger)
[Verse 1]
I was bangin', servin' rocks inside my classes
Big pimpin', you can send or just fax it (Bitch)
I was fresh every day like it was my last
These politics, they're tryna lock me out and latch it (Ha)
These politics, they're tryna block me, but I'm savage (Yeah)
For every bitch that tried to diss me, I'm not average (Ha)
I told my ma, "I want some green, ain't talkin' cabbage"
These bitches backstabbin' and these niggas done turned to addicts
They ridin' 'round geeked up out they mind (Geeked up out they mind)
Soon as they come down, ain't got a fuckin' dime (Ooh)
Where that nigga that raised you? That's a whole 'nother story (Ha)
Her nigga's diamonds like glaciers, seven rings on me like Horry (Racks)
I flood my wifey with them VVs and that CC (That CC, yeah)
I swear to God I've been so fresh ever since little league
My old lady know all these girls are tryna steal me (Steal, yeah)
Check out my diamonds, I'ma shine until they feel me (Yeah, yeah)
They put them teeth inside my mouth and then she healed me (Yeah, yeah)
All these pussy niggas really small, little league (Woah, woah)
Yeah, she put that pussy on my log, ooh-wee
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Did you pray today? Did you pray today?
I could dick you down on some gangster shit (Did you pray today?)
I could put you down on the gangster shit
I could put you down with some gangster shit
Did you pray today? Did you have a baby?
You got ventilation (Ooh)
Her sex is amazin', she like penetratin'
I'll leave that pussy achin' (Thugger)
[Verse 1]
I was bangin', servin' rocks inside my classes
Big pimpin', you can send or just fax it (Bitch)
I was fresh every day like it was my last
These politics, they're tryna lock me out and latch it (Ha)
These politics, they're tryna block me, but I'm savage (Yeah)
For every bitch that tried to diss me, I'm not average (Ha)
I told my ma, "I want some green, ain't talkin' cabbage"
These bitches backstabbin' and these niggas done turned to addicts
They ridin' 'round geeked up out they mind (Geeked up out they mind)
Soon as they come down, ain't got a fuckin' dime (Ooh)
Where that nigga that raised you? That's a whole 'nother story (Ha)
Her nigga's diamonds like glaciers, seven rings on me like Horry (Racks)
I flood my wifey with them VVs and that CC (That CC, yeah)
I swear to God I've been so fresh ever since little league
My old lady know all these girls are tryna steal me (Steal, yeah)
Check out my diamonds, I'ma shine until they feel me (Yeah, yeah)
They put them teeth inside my mouth and then she healed me (Yeah, yeah)
All these pussy niggas really small, little league (Woah, woah)
Yeah, she put that pussy on my log, ooh-wee
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I could dick you down on some gangster shit (Dick you down)
I could dick you down on some gangster shit (I can dick you down)
I could put you down on some gangster shit (Do what?)
I could have you ridin' 'round with gangsters, shit (Skrrt, skrrt)
I could talk to Taz, she's a gangster bitch (What? What?)
I can talk to Ralo, he a gangster nigga (Yeah)
Yeah, I done popped the top, that's a gangster lit
Six hundred fifty thou', that's a gangster lick
[Verse 2]
Runnin' circles on these niggas (Who? Fuck niggas)
Drinkin' color purple, on these niggas
Ayy, I'ma take off runnin' on these bitches (Woo, skeeted)
When hungry, I fill up my tummy with these riches (Woop, woop, woop)
When I'm servin' you, homie (When I'm servin' you)
Gotta keep the tool on me (Gotta keep the tool)
Her booty lookin' plummy, plummy (Plummy, woah, woah)
These lil' niggas lookin' bummy, bummy (Yeah, that's a fact)
If I say, "Come on," you know she comin', comin' (Get the fuck back)
OG Kush, it's smellin' like a junkie, junkie (Oh my god, racks)
These fuck niggas, they gave up all my drugs (Fuck niggas, they bitches)
They'll have you lookin' like a man in debt (You see I'm out here)
[Chorus]
I could dick you down on some gangster shit (Dick you down)
I could dick you down on some gangster shit (I can dick you down)
I could put you down on some gangster shit (Do what?)
I could have you ridin' 'round with gangsters, shit (Skrrt, skrrt)
I could talk to Taz, she's a gangster bitch (What? What?)
I can talk to Ralo, he a gangster nigga (Yeah)
Yeah, I done popped the top, that's a gangster lit
Six hundred fifty thou', that's a gangster lick
I could dick you down on some gangster shit (Dick you down)
I could dick you down on some gangster shit (I can dick you down)
I could put you down on some gangster shit (Do what?)
I could have you ridin' 'round with gangsters, shit (Skrrt, skrrt)
I could talk to Taz, she's a gangster bitch (What? What?)
I can talk to Ralo, he a gangster nigga (Yeah)
Yeah, I done popped the top, that's a gangster lit
Six hundred fifty thou', that's a gangster lick
[Verse 2]
Runnin' circles on these niggas (Who? Fuck niggas)
Drinkin' color purple, on these niggas
Ayy, I'ma take off runnin' on these bitches (Woo, skeeted)
When hungry, I fill up my tummy with these riches (Woop, woop, woop)
When I'm servin' you, homie (When I'm servin' you)
Gotta keep the tool on me (Gotta keep the tool)
Her booty lookin' plummy, plummy (Plummy, woah, woah)
These lil' niggas lookin' bummy, bummy (Yeah, that's a fact)
If I say, "Come on," you know she comin', comin' (Get the fuck back)
OG Kush, it's smellin' like a junkie, junkie (Oh my god, racks)
These fuck niggas, they gave up all my drugs (Fuck niggas, they bitches)
They'll have you lookin' like a man in debt (You see I'm out here)
[Chorus]
I could dick you down on some gangster shit (Dick you down)
I could dick you down on some gangster shit (I can dick you down)
I could put you down on some gangster shit (Do what?)
I could have you ridin' 'round with gangsters, shit (Skrrt, skrrt)
I could talk to Taz, she's a gangster bitch (What? What?)
I can talk to Ralo, he a gangster nigga (Yeah)
Yeah, I done popped the top, that's a gangster lit
Six hundred fifty thou', that's a gangster lick
About
Genius Annotation
The title is “Gangster Shit,” and that’s just what Young Thug raps about on this 2016 single. Produced by Wheezy, the song ended an unusually long drought for the hyper-prolific Atlanta rapper. His previous track, “Texas Love,” had dropped more than a month earlier. When the song debuted on Apple Music’s Beats 1 radio show, it was unclear whether the track would appear on Hy!£UN35, Thugger’s long-awaited official full-length debut, or I Came From Nothing 4, the mixtape he was also prepping.
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Find answers to frequently asked questions about the song and explore its deeper meaning
- 2.Bitch Please
- 3.Gangster Shit
- 5.Make Money
- 7.Ball
- 10.Pack Monies (Missing Lyrics)
- 11.Moolah - Remix
- 13.Can I
- 14.Faded
- 16.Ring Ring Ring
- 18.Back on Road
- 22.You Ain’t Gang
- 23.Paper Plates
- 25.Make It Work
- 26.Hands of Time
- 27.True or False
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Release Date
May 31, 2016
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