[Intro: DJ Scream]
Y'all remember one thing
Before the bitches (TwanBeatMaker the hitmaker)
Before the fame, before the money
Come family, n***a (DJ Scream, the streets)

[Chorus: Nechie & DJ Scream]
La familia, ayy (SPC)
La familia, ayy (Family 1st)
La familia, ayy (DJ Scream, Hoodrich)
La familia, ayy (Another classic for the streets, let's go)
La familia (H-H-Hoodrich, bitch)

[Verse 1: Nechie]
All black coupes (Twan)
All black suits
Okay, that black Louis duffle
Is holdin' all that loot
What you know about mob shit?
Champagne and caviar
Share steak and lobster
Shrimp cover my pasta
I'm tailor made in that gator
N***a, I ain't talkin' La Coste
Made men on my roster
Got hunnid rounds in that chopper
Talk shit and get whacked
I seen Goony Loc in all black
Runnin' shit likе Gottis, n***a
Shady Park Illuminati, n***a
This rap shit, we want next
Came to thе game wit' our own check
Young boss man, I want some mo' checks
State to state, get mo' checks
That's no flex
Word to the big homie, we takin' over
The streets is ours, and best believe
That I'm who told ya 'bout my
[Chorus: Nechie & Gunna]
La familia, ayy
La familia, ayy
La familia, ayy (Twan)
La familia, ayy (La familia)
La familia

[Verse 2: Gunna]
Hunnid thousand just to talk
VVSes when I talk
Hunnid thousand on the draws
But it's exclusive Js to walk
N***a, I smoke Keisha through the day
Christian Louies on my face
Got the Fendis on my waist
Got them fiends that wanna play
For the family, I catch a felony
I have my lawyer work the case
Got my workers workin', got my servers servin'
So I know my money straight
Got a hunnid tucked away
N***a, fuck a rainy day
Got the robbers robbin', got the mobbers mobbin'
Late nights, gotta keep a carbon
Can't eat and sleep, got the fam' around me
They depend on me and won't doubt me
Gotta keep money, got my own accountant
From rockin' shows that's overcrowded
La famil', I'm Gunn Gotti
I cash checks and then deposit
Hunnid bands in that Louis wallet
For that newer Audi
[Chorus: Nechie]
La familia, ayy (Twan)
La familia, ayy
La familia, ayy (Twan)
La familia, ayy
La familia

[Verse 3: Boss Man D.E.Z. & Nechie]
This money, n***a rich
Man, we was servin' bricks
Got a Breitling at the house
That 30 what I spent
Got a Rollie on my wrist
That n***as wanna lick
N***as talkin' nicks
And ain't even sold splits
Copped the X6 (Twan)
Ninety thou' spent, pull it out the lot
Put them Forgis on the bitch
Got n***as hatin', got money callin'
SPC in this bitch
Gotta stack it up, have to see it pilin'
All I know is get rich
Money, hunnid thousand just to kick it
Cup of clean, we talkin' business
No discussion, shit ran quickly (La familia)
Think it's a game? Who wanna ride?
Who wanna die? Six, five, double 0, southside
[Chorus: Nechie]
La familia, ayy
La familia, ayy
La familia, ayy (Twan)
La familia, ayy
La familia