On Gang ft. Chinox Lyrics

Yung Dae let's get it

Room 18

Gang

I pop a perc and turn to a dancer

She hit me up I won't answer

That bitch want smoke

Turn to a cancer

She want this black I'm a panther

That bitch a hoe play with my bag

I turn a Range to a Jag

I'm with my bro

We moving fast

That bitch gon make me spaz

Hop in a coupe sprint do the dash

Flipping a bird on they ass

I told my bro we gon get this cash

Getting that money at last

I got the juice and I got the cash

Look at my diamonds they flash

We got the juice we got the stash

Room 18 that class

Aye

She suck dick no hands with it

New S-class that dash with it

Came up whip that cannabis

Ice on me no Atlantic

Had them waves on me

Opps getting mad can't stain on me

Pray Icebox gon rain on me

Haters really mad can't tame on me

Do no talk it's over

Goddy in that Rover

On that lick I ain't sober

I ain't doing no hits when I'm sober

When I hop out with V loafers

And my wrist gon piss off stoners

And my pistol came with holsters

Ain't doing back and forth shit bogus

Ain't doing back and forth shit bogus

She in love with me it's hopeless

She do tricks like hocus pocus

Send her back like Uncle Ruckus

I got the glock 40

Play with the boy I am not Carti

Shooters they spraying in that rari

Niggas be hating I'm not sorry

She tryna fuck dismiss her

Then she mad cuz I send her pictures

And I got this blick and switcher

Opps on the wall put em up like stickers

I pop a perc and turn to a dancer

She hit me up I won't answer

That bitch want smoke

Turn to a cancer

She want this black I'm a panther

That bitch a hoe play with my bag

I turn a Range to a Jag

I'm with my bro

We moving fast

That bitch gon make me spaz