a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

yung marv - gang and slats lyrics

[verse 1]
call me a dog the way i be k!lling
call me a bob the way i be drillen
might leave your girl, but no hard feelings
your music is -ss, can’t count a rack
pull up with tacs
go do the dash
jolly ranchers was a hit
stupid n-gg- you a jit
you an l, just go on and quit
n-gg-s be rats
not with the chesse
crawl on your back, talking bout fees
i’m with the gang i’m with the slats
you paying for p-ssy you paying for -ss
as for my hater, just keep on hating
they getting so old their names are tom brady
can’t f-ck with you if you acting shady
(shady)
(shady)
got my supreme on
call me a deadman
cause i am a phenon
higher than xenon
people be driving with no gasoline on
i’m just the last rapper you sleep on
i’m just the last rapper you speak on
you just be nuts like you a pecan
she sniffing that c-ke she want her geek on

[chorus]
i’m with the gang i’m with the slats (yuh yuh)
i’m with the gang i’m with the slats (yuh yuh)
i’m with the gang i’m with the slats (yuh yuh)
i’m with the gang i’m with the slats (yuh yuh)
yuh
yuh
yuh
yuh

[verse 2]
i’m with the gang i’m with the slats
if you want a feature you know ima tax
n-gg-s be on top of my c-ke
or wearing some blue
cause they know they all cap
give me a beat you know ima snap
give me a beat you know ima slap
no time for sleeping
there’s no time for naps
only got time for chasing the bag
only got time for chasing the bag
this ain’t a game there’s no time for lag
only got time for my national flag
living in the hills is where i’m headed at
making couple mills is where i’m headed at
n-gg-s want beef but where you bread at
n-gg-s want smoke but where you vape at
cop me lambo to press on the gas
we smoking dope, you smoking gr-ss
you ain’t the color green, take off the mask
getting the bag, is my only task
talking all sh-t, we pull up in black
(psh psh psh psh), where his shoes at

- yung marv lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS