Carolina Gang

(álbum: Rap The South - 2019)

Yo I'm 'bout to spit something crazy
Move over Carbi B, oww
Fuck
Yuh, let's go

Swinging on the beat like a fucking animal
I got your friends that throw me hell, even your mother
I stay loyal to my friends, call all of them brothers
And we all on that beat, still flyer than others
And I don't wanna hear your shit talk (Shut up)
Stay chiling with the big dogs (Big dogs)
Went from high school to big boss (Boss)
Everyday I'm hustling, motherfucking Rick Ross
I'm just roaring up I'm soaring high up like a plane (Okay)
Back in them backwoods with a bag of Mary Jane
Lit like Bic with a muddy water stain
Yeah, damn Lawd baby you look like a sexy train
Fishing holes, swimming hole, summer time, rolling coal
Hangin with my buddies and they cutting I ain't spitting Skoal
Getting to the money, long time, bitch we on a roll
Singing music that I like with hella soul

Carolina Gang, Carolina Gang
Blowing smoke in my diesel gang train
Got THC swimming in my veins
Staying NC with my Carolina Gang
Carolina Gang, Carolina Gang
Blowing smoke in my diesel gang train
Got THC swimming in my veins
Staying NC with my Carolina Gang

Got some corn mash while I make white lightning
Yeah, pull up to Sonic you see a couple kids fighting
They don't know where I'm from, they ain't getting lightnin
Rather be in my mountains than a 5-star island
Exhaust fumes smoking out the cab (Ooh)
Glove box full of blunt wraps (Shit)
Sleeping on me then take a nap (Uh huh)
Passing on y'all when it's a wrap (It's a wrap)
Click clack plow one shot, then you're down
Shooting two-two-three rounds 'bout a hundred couple pounds
And you're tryna fuck with us you won't even hear a sound
Got some boys in the back and they running ridge top hell
Smell the aroma, spray paint a Tacoma
I rock Diesel Gang apparel, don't wear Patagonia
Don't hang with me just see me alone, yeah
'Cause I'm looking for my bros that I can go and get stoned with

Carolina Gang, Carolina Gang
Blowing smoke in my diesel gang train
Got THC swimming in my veins
Staying NC with my Carolina Gang
Carolina Gang, Carolina Gang
Blowing smoke in my diesel gang train
Got THC swimming in my veins
Staying NC with my Carolina Gang

Blue collar chick got press of rednecks
Slick trucks and bets
It's 828 to the death
Good green on my breath
Working hard, break a sweat
Taking dollars like a threat
Playing chords like a champ
These bitches on my leash like a pet (Uh huh)
Haters in my town, they upset (Hey man)
Living my life, got no regrets (No)
Queen of this shit, I can't catch my breath
Cap forward Yee-Haw, ride the beat like a see-saw
Rappers can't swing games sorta like tee-ball
You're a "hee-haw," yes I'm a "hee-haw," with it
Don't wanna hear your shit 'cause your're pissing me off, get lost
Wanna get lost in the fog I wanna get hazed
Driving in the middle lane with Mary Jane, getting blazed
Got a problem with the South and how I's raised
Take one step closer to me bitch and you get tazed (Damn)

It's not just a state, it's a state of mind. A heritage a family and traditions that have been passed down generation to generation. Coastal Carolina into the foothills and then so on to the Appalachians. NC to SC I believe we are all proud to be simply from the Carolinas. Here's to my state

Carolina Gang, Carolina Gang
Blowing smoke in my diesel gang train
Got THC swiming in my veins
Staying NC with my Carolina Gang
Carolina Gang, Carolina Gang
Blowing smoke in my diesel gang train
Got THC swiming in my veins
Staying NC with my Carolina Gang
Ayy