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Gang Video (MV)




Performed By: Lively tiller
Language: English
Length: 3:43
Written by: Tyler Jones




Lively tiller - Gang Lyrics




Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Ayy, I'm gettin' to the cash
I'm gettin' to the racks Ayy, I'ma get the bag
Ayy, your boyfriend a fag Ayy, I just keep an extra mag
In case there's more to hit I don't give a f*ck

You a stupid bitch Ayy, I'ma hit a lick
Your bitch is a freak Woah, ayy, she was suckin
On my motherf*ckin' meat Woah, I just grabbed that bitch
By her head Ayy, then I f*cked that bitch in her face

Ayy, I don't give a f*ck I ain't catchin' no case
Ayy, if I hit him then he finna be dead bitch
Ayy, shoot a motherf*ckin' in the face Ayy, all he seen was red
Ayy, put me straight to bed Ayy, bitch, I'm tired

Ayy, smokin' once made me tired Ayy, I don't think you know
Where you goin' bitch Ayy, I'm finna retire
Damn, guess I'm really the man Ayy, with them bands bitch
Throw them hands bitch Wait, what

I think I just popped a Xan bitch I can't remember though
Ayy, and this bitch, she's such a hoe Ayy, always stickin' by my bros
I will never f*ckin' snitch Ayy, huh, f*ck with me
And you finna get lynched Ayy, huh, you are a stupid ass bitch

Ayy, huh, gettin' the cash Gettin' the racks, gettin' the bag
Ayy, I don't give a f*ck This money is why I sag
No, no, bitch I just took a Xan so I'm slow
Ayy, uh, smokin' dope with my f*ckin' bro Ayy, LVY, LVY, if you run into us

You might f*ckin' die bitch I can't even lie bitch
Ayy, uh, that's if I remember in the morning F*ck that bitch, ayy, huh, she was moanin
Ayy, I don't think you know Where I'm goin
Ayy, but right now I'm in the sky

I'm floatin' purple potions Ayy, sippin' slow
Ayy, lippin' slow Ayy, uh, that bitch finna ride me like a roadie
Oh, ayy, you gon' hear my songs on the radio Ayy, uh, that's just where I'm goin
Bitch, you don't know my name, bitch You don't know my game, bitch

Bitch, you finna know my name And you finna know my gang, bitch
Your bitch gon' give me brain, bitch Ayy, I'm too tame, bitch
Ayy, and you too lame, bitch That's why she's on me, bitch
Ayy, this shit is not free, bitch You gotta pay, bitch

Ayy, uh, you gotta pay, bitch Ayy, my gang is gettin' paid, bitch
Ayy, I don't think you gettin' paid, bitch Ayy, and your songs are overplayed, bitch
Ayy, nobody wanna listen to that trash, bitch
Ayy, nobody wanna listen to that shit, ayy, uh

But me, I'm just gettin' f*ckin' rich, ayy, uh
Just so I could come back, f*ck your bitch, ayy, uh
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Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Ayy, I'm gettin' to the cash
I'm gettin' to the racks Ayy, I'ma get the bag
Ayy, your boyfriend a fag Ayy, I just keep an extra mag
In case there's more to hit I don't give a f*ck

You a stupid bitch Ayy, I'ma hit a lick
Your bitch is a freak Woah, ayy, she was suckin
On my motherf*ckin' meat Woah, I just grabbed that bitch
By her head Ayy, then I f*cked that bitch in her face

Ayy, I don't give a f*ck I ain't catchin' no case
Ayy, if I hit him then he finna be dead bitch
Ayy, shoot a motherf*ckin' in the face Ayy, all he seen was red
Ayy, put me straight to bed Ayy, bitch, I'm tired

Ayy, smokin' once made me tired Ayy, I don't think you know
Where you goin' bitch Ayy, I'm finna retire
Damn, guess I'm really the man Ayy, with them bands bitch
Throw them hands bitch Wait, what

I think I just popped a Xan bitch I can't remember though
Ayy, and this bitch, she's such a hoe Ayy, always stickin' by my bros
I will never f*ckin' snitch Ayy, huh, f*ck with me
And you finna get lynched Ayy, huh, you are a stupid ass bitch

Ayy, huh, gettin' the cash Gettin' the racks, gettin' the bag
Ayy, I don't give a f*ck This money is why I sag
No, no, bitch I just took a Xan so I'm slow
Ayy, uh, smokin' dope with my f*ckin' bro Ayy, LVY, LVY, if you run into us

You might f*ckin' die bitch I can't even lie bitch
Ayy, uh, that's if I remember in the morning F*ck that bitch, ayy, huh, she was moanin
Ayy, I don't think you know Where I'm goin
Ayy, but right now I'm in the sky

I'm floatin' purple potions Ayy, sippin' slow
Ayy, lippin' slow Ayy, uh, that bitch finna ride me like a roadie
Oh, ayy, you gon' hear my songs on the radio Ayy, uh, that's just where I'm goin
Bitch, you don't know my name, bitch You don't know my game, bitch

Bitch, you finna know my name And you finna know my gang, bitch
Your bitch gon' give me brain, bitch Ayy, I'm too tame, bitch
Ayy, and you too lame, bitch That's why she's on me, bitch
Ayy, this shit is not free, bitch You gotta pay, bitch

Ayy, uh, you gotta pay, bitch Ayy, my gang is gettin' paid, bitch
Ayy, I don't think you gettin' paid, bitch Ayy, and your songs are overplayed, bitch
Ayy, nobody wanna listen to that trash, bitch
Ayy, nobody wanna listen to that shit, ayy, uh

But me, I'm just gettin' f*ckin' rich, ayy, uh
Just so I could come back, f*ck your bitch, ayy, uh
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Writer: Tyler Jones
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