Chief Keef, Tadoe, Ballout - On Gang lyrics

(Ayy, Young Malcolm)

Woo on gang (Ayy, ayy)
On gang (Ayy, ayy, bang, bang) on gang
Alright, let me do this, though (Bang, bang)

Ayy, I just pulled up in a 'Vette
Vet said I'm good looking (yeah, on gang)
Trackhawk seats the color of pudding
(Okay)
This bitch just called me pudding (Okay)
And I hang my wrist up out it
Smokin' on the grossest (Dudadur)
You can not afford this shit
The grossest cost the mostest
Don't make me call a hit, they blitz out
Lil' folks slide and smoke you (I say)
We slidin', we slidin'
We spinnin', spinnin'
They go on roller-coaster if I'm rollin' up
Then you lil' niggas know what I'm smokin'
(Ayy) i'm ridin' in the foreign and I
Don't even know where I'm goin' (Ayy)
We five deep, back to back, ridin', slidin'
And glidin' (Skrrt, skrrt)
The opps so broke
They playin' Duck Duck and hidin'
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Ten thousand on that shit, boy
You shouldn't have bought that jewelry
(Dudadur) i'm ridin' 'round SRT
(Dudadur)
The seats on they period (Dudadur)

Woo (Skudaskur)
On gang (Skudaskur, skudaskur)
On gang (Skudaskur)
On gang (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, on foenem)

Ayy, at the dinner table with the
Glock up on the holster
Chopper from Iran, bitch
I be hangin' with some soldiers
The blue faces the bread and
The money machine the toaster
I ain't used to wanna crease my shoes
Now I walk on the back of 'em (Ayy)
Rest in peace to Tray Savage
I'm tryna MAC something
Sellin' that dope, turnt up my crack sum
Ride with that MAC, bitch, I'll hack a bitch
Bitch, don't call me Keef
Call me your majesty
Where the fuck your party's at? Gang
And them crash that shit
Said you got a pint, bitch
We'll match the shit
Row, row your boat up on the block
Patrick shit
Said she wanna smoke dope, told that bitch
"I got the shit" (Bang, bang, bang, bang)

On gang on gang
On gang

He just bought a pint of Tris
But he ain't know it's fake
Got a chopper same size Tiny, nigga
No escape
Boy, you better not pull up joshing
Unless you hold the Drac'
I ride Forgiatos like they roller-skates
I got racks on me, nigga, no debate
Bitches say that they gay, but for me
They straight trap house, foreigns outside
We don't go on dates jewelry water, lake
Long live the greats ocean Prime steaks
Go, go, no breaks
Go, Ballout, niggas know it's go, go
No breaks they got ho trait's
In their whole face
I be with some warriors, call us Golden State
(Woo, woo, woo, woo)

On gang (Ayy, ayy)
On gang (Ayy, ayy, bang, bang) on gang
Alright, let me do this, though (Bang, bang)

Pussy, stay in your lane (Skrrt, skrrt)
No face, no case, bitch, no names (Huh?)
Counting papers, turning pages
(Turning pages)
Call me Chief So the greatest (Beep, beep)
I'm like, long live the greats, bitch
(Beep, beep, beep)
Monkey nuts, I'm going ape shit (Bang, bang)
Line you up like a tape, bitch
(Skuda, skudaskur)
Got some gay hoes and a straight bitch
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I'm a king, I'm a pharaoh, ho
(True, true, true, true)
Pull up wide body Camaro, ho
(True, true, true, true, ayy)
Free Left Eye, Jack Sparrow, ho
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, gang)
I'm smokin' arms out the elbow, ho (Woo, woo)

On gang (Ayy, ayy)
On gang (Ayy, ayy, bang, bang) on gang
Alright, let me do this, though (Bang, bang)
On gang (Ayy, ayy)
On gang (Ayy, ayy, bang, bang)
On gang (Bang, bang)