Saucepack Fooly - OTG (Only the Gang) lyrics
[Saucepack Fooly - OTG Only the Gang lyrics]
I’m In my bag today
And that’s why they mad at May (me)
I met her one day this week
I’m hittin' her Saturday
I brought out them racks
I get to it get the fastest way
And no you can’t hang you know you too lame
It’s only the squad it’s only the ugh
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang Look
I’m In my bag today aye
That’s why they mad at me
I made it it look like it wasn’t a way
You not talking money can’t hear what you say
(aye) if you take my Bitch that’s a plot
Cuz she be on point when you not
Catch you lacking then give us the call aye
And then we gone run in yo' spot like
Give it up like where’s the guap
Yen' really bout that shit aye
Boy you needa' stop that shit
You up it don’t pop dat shit
You don't really got chips
I show her some cheese
She gone that’s not yo' bitch
Don’t be blowin her phone
Interrupting the top
She might gotta block yo shit
I pull up and flex I’m yo hood
Drip like this you wish you could
He don’t check the pack before he give me all
The money he hit
I skirt i jugged
No 9 to 5 my piss dirty
Clips long look like 6: 30
You know you can’t hang
You know you too lame
It’s only the squad it’s only the ugh
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang Look
See we on that gang shit
Soo fuck who you came wit'
Caught'em chillin' wit' ops
That shit get you popped just
Cuz who you hang wit
Poppin my shit now my name lit
Cooking up bitch I’m doing numbers
An she want me all to herself cuz she heard
I be laying the pipe like a plumber
Beat it up like a drummer then i past
Her to gang and they do the same
She taking "d" after "d" and you taking
"L" after "L" cuz Nigga you lame
I don’t shoot my shot i be tryna' lay up
Don’t talk me to death baby show me wassup
If you get a cup then poor me one up
And i keep the gas and Ima' roll up
If you got some friends then
I got some friends
Now just make it clap ain’t talking wit hands
She shakin that ass like she
Want her some bands
She shakin that ass like she
Want her some bands
She started up high and went low
I gave her that look she ready ta go
She know ima vet she hand me the keys and
Said get in and drive the boat ugh
You got you say you got cash haaa'
We some mo' my bitch go both ways
She a take yo hoe
Who the fuck let you in the party nigga
Nigga you gotta go
He moving too slow my shootas start aiming
Ya better get low gang gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang Look
And that’s why they mad at May (me)
I met her one day this week
I’m hittin' her Saturday
I brought out them racks
I get to it get the fastest way
And no you can’t hang you know you too lame
It’s only the squad it’s only the ugh
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang Look
I’m In my bag today aye
That’s why they mad at me
I made it it look like it wasn’t a way
You not talking money can’t hear what you say
(aye) if you take my Bitch that’s a plot
Cuz she be on point when you not
Catch you lacking then give us the call aye
And then we gone run in yo' spot like
Give it up like where’s the guap
Yen' really bout that shit aye
Boy you needa' stop that shit
You up it don’t pop dat shit
You don't really got chips
I show her some cheese
She gone that’s not yo' bitch
Don’t be blowin her phone
Interrupting the top
She might gotta block yo shit
I pull up and flex I’m yo hood
Drip like this you wish you could
He don’t check the pack before he give me all
The money he hit
I skirt i jugged
No 9 to 5 my piss dirty
Clips long look like 6: 30
You know you can’t hang
You know you too lame
It’s only the squad it’s only the ugh
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang Look
See we on that gang shit
Soo fuck who you came wit'
Caught'em chillin' wit' ops
That shit get you popped just
Cuz who you hang wit
Poppin my shit now my name lit
Cooking up bitch I’m doing numbers
An she want me all to herself cuz she heard
I be laying the pipe like a plumber
Beat it up like a drummer then i past
Her to gang and they do the same
She taking "d" after "d" and you taking
"L" after "L" cuz Nigga you lame
I don’t shoot my shot i be tryna' lay up
Don’t talk me to death baby show me wassup
If you get a cup then poor me one up
And i keep the gas and Ima' roll up
If you got some friends then
I got some friends
Now just make it clap ain’t talking wit hands
She shakin that ass like she
Want her some bands
She shakin that ass like she
Want her some bands
She started up high and went low
I gave her that look she ready ta go
She know ima vet she hand me the keys and
Said get in and drive the boat ugh
You got you say you got cash haaa'
We some mo' my bitch go both ways
She a take yo hoe
Who the fuck let you in the party nigga
Nigga you gotta go
He moving too slow my shootas start aiming
Ya better get low gang gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang Look