ignate gang we are snakes with the fangs. we are drip with the rangs. we are killers with with them thangs. we are on a grind half way blind we are mean but still kind. everyday take my time on these rhymes im there for my bros we aint careing for no hoes ×4. grime geting rich without a doubt we all know that haters pout mainly just for the clout i am what they talk about