This is a song about "Roach gang"

From a light-skinned girl to a dark-skinned brother

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Fresh gang and ymk about to kiiiiiiill it!

Why are you talking about your gang

I got twelve hundred kicks, them straight from japan

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Gang banging with bloods and crips

And by the grace of god you make the approach

Creep along the tile floor, feeling like a roach

And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud

This goes out to smokers with a roach who get doped out

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

Branko brothers gone and gang wars too

Top ranked, number one my son

Of the rebel gang captain