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trill sammy & dice soho – gang lyrics

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[intro: pnb rock]
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

[hook: pnb rock]
p-ssy you can’t hang, dont f-ck with the gang
all my n-gg-s bang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
p-ssy you can’t hang, dont care what you claim
b-tch stay in your lane, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
p-ssy you can’t hang, b-tch stay in your lane
all my n-gg-s bang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

[verse 1: trill sammy]
b-tch im posting wit my motherf-cking gang
a hundred n-gg-s deep, yeah thats how i came
pull up in 20 ubers, wit’ trappers, rappers, and a couple shooters
all this ice it like i rob my jeweler
so much gold, b-tch i rigged the ruler
f-ck all these n-gg-s that hatin’ on me (f-ck)
’cause i know that they b-tches waiting on me
and i got b-tches, new fragrance on me
got the 40 on me, what you thinking homie
my soldier he stay wit’ the glizzy
i just poured a deuce in my fridgy (codeine)
all these drugs got me dizzy
these b-tches love me like im drizzy
aye, i just landed up in new york
smoking on back woods, no new port
you know that we eatin like food court
you know that i ball like i’m too short
and you know that your b-tch on me
’cause i’m rocking these rick owens
and my neck and my wrist glowin’
my life looking different
now these new n-gg-s wanna kick it but

[hook: pnb rock]
p-ssy you can’t hang, dont f-ck with the gang
all my n-gg-s bang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
p-ssy you can’t hang, dont care what you claim
b-tch stay in your lane, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
p-ssy you can’t hang, b-tch stay in your lane
all my n-gg-s bang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

[verse 2: dice soho]
d-mn, i just be flexing on purpose
in the phone, yeah she perfect
and her t-tties sitting perfect
take her home, i feel perfect
run up homie, that’s the purpose
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
can’t none of y’all n-gg-s hang
these b-tches f-cking for the fame
two black 40’s makes pains
shorty gotta’ stay in my lane
man these new n-gg-s super lame
yo’ b-tch give me super brain
four couver switchin’ lanes
five figures for the chain
i pull up in a benz
scopa in a france
take her to the spot, hit her with my twin
copped it off the lot, using all 10
had to drop the top, my head in the wind
gang, gang, gang, gang
diamond singing, bling bling
oh, that was yo’ main thing
we just ran a gang train
f-ck all you n-gg-s that hating on me
now i got money, they waitin’ on me
diamonds, they dancin’ and skatin’ on me
these b-tches, they love me like i’m on tv

[hook: pnb rock]
p-ssy you can’t hang, dont f-ck with the gang
all my n-gg-s bang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
p-ssy you can’t hang, dont care what you claim
b-tch stay in your lane, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
p-ssy you can’t hang, b-tch stay in your lane
all my n-gg-s bang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

[outro: pnb rock]
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
p-ssy you can’t hang, b-tch stay in your lane
all my n-gg-s bang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang



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