[Verse 1: Maj Betcha]
I ask them niggas what they smoking
Cause Betcha Gang niggas out here smoking on that potent
Put a bitch to sleep like I poured up that potion
I'll wet a nigga up like I left him in the ocean
Nigga think he hard, lil nigga what you been through?
I done lost niggas, even ones I was kin to
Nigga think he sick, call that lil nigga Caillou
I'll knock a nigga down for tryna fight like he Ryu
And ain't no playing with the clique
Raised by cousins, so I stayed with the shit
Call Vell Betcha, and get you flamed in this bitch
Have Tutu and Big Money put some stains in yo whip
And ain't no changing me bitch, I'm here to make it double
Betcha Gang, bitch, yeah we locked in with the bubble
Niggas get in that room, think they hard until they fumble
Talking to them crackers until them lil niggas crumble

[Bridge: Maj Betcha]
Look, man, we gon' try to keep it real cool, know what I'm talking bout?
If it get ugly, it's gon' get ugly, you know what I'm talking bout?
Other than that, it's gon' be gravy, baby

[Verse 2: Young Lij]
Bitch I'm the hottest in my city, I'm the number one candidate
Fucking rolling 'woods, bitch I'm tryna roll with presidents
Whole team a hundred, we a clique of perfectionists
No new niggas, been rocking, Led Zeppelin
Big balling, got a whole team full of athletes
Niggas hating on us for whatever reason that be
If it's beef, come at me, bitch don't @ me
I ain't got time for these niggas in the backseat
Who real? It's kinda hard to tell the difference
Cause niggas bitches, they all talk, they love venting
I don't fuck with niggas, might confuse me with a feminist
Running up a check cause it's good for my fitness
You comfortable and broke? That's a issue worth fixing
Fuck a phone number, tryna touch seven digits
A nigga run up, Pro Tools how I mix him
Call Maj, he'll slap you in yo shit mid-sentence, bitch

[Bridge: Young Lij]
Betcha Gang, stamp season, it's the movement, nigga
I'ma say it every time, Big B's, Ricky world
All that, you bitch
You Bitch

[Verse 3: Manii Betcha]
I be in the back with a 'Wood to the face
Fat 'Wood, this a heavyweight
Same shit, ayy, different day
I ain't gon' switch lanes, I'ma stay in my lane
I'ma get it on my own, turn nothing into something
All my niggas with the B's, and we buzzing
Bitch I ball hard, like Derozan
It's crazy how this heat make you freeze like you Frozen
I'm tryna break bread, get it back, and multiply
Fuck fame, heard you get it when you die
Better do your research before you fuck with mine
You deep in the streets, you can get deep fried

[Verse 4: Maj Betcha, Young Lij, and Manii Betcha]
Okay, riding round with my young nigga Riq
Betcha Gang balling like Dak and Zeke
So much fetti, you might think a nigga cheap
Killing niggas off like Drake did Meek

Or like Remy did Nicki, I'm two times fifty
Betcha Gang, well known niggas in the city
Young nigga, all about a check like a Griffey
I got my bros back like a sign that say kick me

And I know you see Betcha Gang taking over shit
Anything for a check, then I just do it
Put the whole fucking profit in my pocket
Old school big stack, nigga fuck a wallet
Bitch