Fredo Bang – “Gates Flow (Dangerous)” [Audio, Lyrics]

Fredo Bang - Gates Flow (Dangerous) (prod. Hardbody B-Eazy & DJ Chose)

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Fredo Bang Gates Flow
Fredo Bang Gates Flow

Fredo Bang’s latest body of work keeps the features to a minimum. However, one of the immediate highlights off of the project is “Gates Flow (Dangerous).” The single samples Gates’ single “Dangerous” as Bang connects the street life and his love life together on this record.

Fredo Bang – Gates Flow (Dangerous) (prod. Hardbody B-Eazy & DJ Chose)

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[Intro]
Say Eazy
You the only one so
The only one so
(Ain’t that DJ Chose over there?)
(Ooh, that’s a Hardbody beat)

[Verse 1]
Intricate lifestyle of the rich and gangsta
Considerably, I got this tendency for grippin’ bangers
Well dressed gentleman, but still a gangsta
I could put you on a list and have these niggas blank you, I’m playin’ though (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
I been rappin’ to get a ticket, my city, I been the sickest
Got niggas up in they feelings, and I’m just hopin’ they don’t make me go off
Go hit Enterprise (Yeah), go get a Jeep or somethin’ (Oh)
Hit his block, fill him up and leave his people sorry (Bah, bah, bah)
Hoes say they love me, ain’t buyin’ that shit they sellin’ (Yeah)
You can tell that to the next, I done seen how you hoes steppin’
Catch me posted in the trap, Bior, I’m at the spot
Pitch a H to your catcher, we ain’t throwin’ no rocks
Makin’ sales on my jacket and rackin’ the cell block (Facts)

[Chorus]
My phone rings, who is this?
I don’t know but I know you in my business
On the phone in my boxers, scratches on your lipstick
Shawty, can we kick it tonight? (Tonight)
Said we’ll never fall in love and never bring it up
Bein’ lonely, it’s never really been a thing to us
Then you find another human lyin’, never find a human lyin’
This shit’s just strange to us, yeah
Yes, safe to say we livin’ dangerous, dangerous
Livin’ dangerous, oh-oh
Dangerous, oh-oh, dangerous (All my fuckin’ thugs, what up?)
Dangerous, livin’ dangerous, oh-oh (Yeah, what?)
Oh-oh, oh-oh

[Verse 2]
They locked me in a cage, it ain’t even make me no better
I done put my heart in places where other people would never
I forgave a lot of hoes when I know I could do way better
How you fuck another nigga? You know that I get you wetter
You put your trust up in a nigga and you know that he ain’t worth it (Know that he ain’t worth it)
You put money in his pocket and you know he don’t deserve it (Know he don’t deserve it)
You proposed to her Wednesday and she fucked a nigga Thursday (Lil’ bitch)
Same fuckin’ reason why I trust a Glock before a person (Bah, bah, bah)
Yeah, DA probably think that I’m a dirty bitch (Bah, bah)
Fuck with me, I murder shit (Bitch)
Get rich or die tryin’, I’m on that Curtis shit (Bah-bah, bah-bah)
Draco at the trip, know what I’m workin’ with
Please don’t send no hoe at me, you know I’m quick to curve a bitch (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bank account on full but it don’t help me with my self-esteem (Self-esteem)
Lovin’ on a thot, I almost relapsed on that fuckin’ lean (Fuckin’ lean)
Don’t talk about no business on my phone, I gotta keep it clean (Keep it clean)
Make a million dollars, you get killed, that shit don’t mean a thing

[Chorus]
(Yeah, I’ma give it to you real, you heard me?)
My phone rings, who is this? (Yeah)
I don’t know but I know you in my business
On the phone in my boxers, scratches on your lipstick
Shawty, can we kick it tonight? (Bah, bah, bah, grr)
Said we’ll never fall in love and never bring it up
Bein’ lonely, it’s never really been a thing to us
Then you find another human lyin’, never find a human lyin’
This shit’s just strange to us, yeah (Bah, bah, baow)
Yes, safe to say we livin’ dangerous, dangerous
Livin’ dangerous, oh-oh
Dangerous, oh-oh, dangerous
Dangerous, dangerous
Livin’ dangerous, oh-oh (Yeah, what?)
Oh-oh, oh-oh

[Outro: Fredo Bang]
Niggas send me letters, can’t forget to mail ’em back (Uh-huh)
What we don’t have in common? I done been through Hell and back
Became a dead-end, don’t forget to tell ’em that
And that’s just how real it’s gon’ fuckin’ get, haha
B-Eazy, that’s my slime

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