Polo G, Lil Wayne - GANG GANG lyrics
Polo G [Taurus Tremani Bartlett] Chicago, U.S. 🇺🇸
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Polo G, Lil Wayne - GANG GANG lyrics]
Uh
So used to them gray clouds
I might fuck around
Drop the top in the rain
For the squad, we don't play
Around, we'll lay him down
Hit his top close range
He just pretend, he not with the gang
'Member back then, ask an opp what he bang
Runnin' from the jakes
Block hot like I'm Wayne
Spend a quarter mil' on the
Watch and the chain
I'm just tryna put a lock on the game
Hot shit from this Glock when it flame
Young nigga up now
'member back then niggas clowned on me
Now from the Heaven gates only way
A nigga lookin' down on me
Keep at least two hundred thou' on mе
Keep at least like thirty rounds on me
With my niggas 'til thе wheels fall off
Don't care if my ride on E
Gucci slides, Versace robes, palm trees
Exotic hoes
Snitchin', he can't right his wrongs once
He play that writin' role
Slime shit, we wipe his nose, feds watchin'
Might strike a pose
Do a hit, take flight, we gone
We just take the dice and roll
So used to them gray clouds
I might fuck around
Drop the top in the rain
For the squad, we don't play
Around, we'll lay him down
Hit his top close range
He just pretend, he not with the gang
'Member back then, ask an opp what he bang
Runnin' from the jakes
Block hot like I'm Wayne
Spend a quarter mil' on the
Watch and the chain
I'm just tryna put a lock on the game
Hot shit from this Glock when it flame
Soon as I touch down
Them pussy feds be hot on me (Woo)
Heard niggas got money all on my head
Tell 'em come crown the king (Huh)
Let the work thaw out for fourteen days
That's quarantine (yeah)
I'll pour my heart out before my lean, baby
No R&B (yeah)
Six-six-deuce, MOB Piru, big SooWoo
Slime my group
Slatt, slatt, slatt, a-achoo, wipe his nose
God bless you
Blatt-blatt-blatt, I'm not through
Bratt tat tat, duck, duck, goose
Two big guns on me for the smoke
That's Uncle Snoop and Martha Stew'
Call me Capalotty
(Woo) , Big Slimalini (yeah)
Lil' Slime Gotti (Uh)
That ain't the 'Ghini, lil' bitch
That's the 'Gatti (Skrrt)
Promethazine me or pinot noir me
I hide fettuccine from the federales
I'm like Rick Pitino or John Calipari
I'm leadin' my team, yeah
Right to the finals
That money talking and we talkin' private
I'm not correspondin', hold on
Gucci slides and Versace robes (O oh)
I'll slide a nigga, I'll slide a ho (O oh)
I banged on anybody gang
And I ball with all my slime-inos
On gang gang, on Hollygrove
No plain jane, I smoke Zario
And when the rain came I put the top down
Under the dark clouds, I'm shining gold
Used to the gray clouds
I might fuck around and drop
The top in the rain (yeah, yeah)
For the squad, we don't play
Around, we'll lay him down
Hit his top close range (Top close range)
He just pretend, he not with the gang
'Member back then, ask an opp what he bang
Runnin' from the jakes
Block hot like I'm Wayne
Spend a whole mil' on the watch and the chain
I'm just tryna put a lock on the game
Hot shit from this Glock when it flame, yeah
Polo G, Tunechi Lee, yeah, yeah
Call me Capalotty
So used to them gray clouds
I might fuck around
Drop the top in the rain
For the squad, we don't play
Around, we'll lay him down
Hit his top close range
He just pretend, he not with the gang
'Member back then, ask an opp what he bang
Runnin' from the jakes
Block hot like I'm Wayne
Spend a quarter mil' on the
Watch and the chain
I'm just tryna put a lock on the game
Hot shit from this Glock when it flame
Young nigga up now
'member back then niggas clowned on me
Now from the Heaven gates only way
A nigga lookin' down on me
Keep at least two hundred thou' on mе
Keep at least like thirty rounds on me
With my niggas 'til thе wheels fall off
Don't care if my ride on E
Gucci slides, Versace robes, palm trees
Exotic hoes
Snitchin', he can't right his wrongs once
He play that writin' role
Slime shit, we wipe his nose, feds watchin'
Might strike a pose
Do a hit, take flight, we gone
We just take the dice and roll
So used to them gray clouds
I might fuck around
Drop the top in the rain
For the squad, we don't play
Around, we'll lay him down
Hit his top close range
He just pretend, he not with the gang
'Member back then, ask an opp what he bang
Runnin' from the jakes
Block hot like I'm Wayne
Spend a quarter mil' on the
Watch and the chain
I'm just tryna put a lock on the game
Hot shit from this Glock when it flame
Soon as I touch down
Them pussy feds be hot on me (Woo)
Heard niggas got money all on my head
Tell 'em come crown the king (Huh)
Let the work thaw out for fourteen days
That's quarantine (yeah)
I'll pour my heart out before my lean, baby
No R&B (yeah)
Six-six-deuce, MOB Piru, big SooWoo
Slime my group
Slatt, slatt, slatt, a-achoo, wipe his nose
God bless you
Blatt-blatt-blatt, I'm not through
Bratt tat tat, duck, duck, goose
Two big guns on me for the smoke
That's Uncle Snoop and Martha Stew'
Call me Capalotty
(Woo) , Big Slimalini (yeah)
Lil' Slime Gotti (Uh)
That ain't the 'Ghini, lil' bitch
That's the 'Gatti (Skrrt)
Promethazine me or pinot noir me
I hide fettuccine from the federales
I'm like Rick Pitino or John Calipari
I'm leadin' my team, yeah
Right to the finals
That money talking and we talkin' private
I'm not correspondin', hold on
Gucci slides and Versace robes (O oh)
I'll slide a nigga, I'll slide a ho (O oh)
I banged on anybody gang
And I ball with all my slime-inos
On gang gang, on Hollygrove
No plain jane, I smoke Zario
And when the rain came I put the top down
Under the dark clouds, I'm shining gold
Used to the gray clouds
I might fuck around and drop
The top in the rain (yeah, yeah)
For the squad, we don't play
Around, we'll lay him down
Hit his top close range (Top close range)
He just pretend, he not with the gang
'Member back then, ask an opp what he bang
Runnin' from the jakes
Block hot like I'm Wayne
Spend a whole mil' on the watch and the chain
I'm just tryna put a lock on the game
Hot shit from this Glock when it flame, yeah
Polo G, Tunechi Lee, yeah, yeah
Call me Capalotty