Ww3 - GangGang Lyrics

Look WW3
Take 3 last take

Yaull go feel me on this shit
Gang gang
They not
Bang bang
Face shot

I ain't shooting for yo legs
Bitch I'm shooting for yo head
(They be shooting for them legs)
3!

Gang gang
They not
Bang bang
Face shot

I ain't shooting for yo legs
Bitch I'm shooting for yo head
Stephen curry with that 30
Gotta great shot

Great white up in that water
You a starfish
Then again I stay on point
Like I swordfish
I'm lit hoes lit cigars lit
He want be lit
I lit him up
Cigar shit

Yeah !

I say!
Hit him with the whole clip
Hit him make his soul lift
Bad and Bougee
Ass in Cochise that's a hoe gift
That's ya main work
That's my side hoe
All the main perks
She provide those
Tie my hands I can do this with my eyes Closed
Or get ya bitch
She on my dick aint talking 5-0

Whoaaaaaaaa

Kimosabe
What's a wave
Ima tsunami she tsunami
On my johnny
She could surfboard
She Beyoncé
F*ck a bitch with my
Fiancé
Ion need no damn rihanna
You could bring me a Ashanti
She want kick it no karate
Ima eat it like a entre
I'm outkast I ain't Andre
Getting brain just like A zombie
I just thugger no harambe
Give ya shells like ninja turtles
Nigga Raphael or Dante
Smoking killa sippin Bombay
Na I'm dead
I need a jump though
I got her jumping on my dick
Like a jump rope
Maybe hop scotch
How her tongue go
Up n Down Up n Down like the sun go
In drop tops
I lock cock to hot thots
Who lock jaws with my cock my cock spot
Is in her mouth
My cockhouse she cockmouth
I drop in drop kids off and drop out
Motherf*cker I'm

Gang gang
They not
Bang bang
Face shot

I ain't shooting for yo legs
But I'm shooting for yo head
Stephen curry with that thirty
Got a great shot

Great white up in that water
Your a starfish
Then again I stay on point
I'm a swordfish
I'm lit hoes lit the cigars lit
He want be lit I lit him up
Cigar shit

If I'm the truth
Then your a lie
If I'm the sky
They your a fly
No f*ck that
Cause you ain't even fly
I guess it's safe to say
You a maggot type of guy

My niggas got gats and uzis
We don't f*ck with no rats ratitoue
Pull up smoke a nigga that's a doobie
Like a notebook bout my paper
Need my loose leaf
I use to rock with you
You tried to use me
Don't try to rap like me
You cannot do me
You just a actor
But this ain't no movie
But you can get clapped
Like the end the of movie

Ima
One man army
Ima general
The streets or even syllables
I'm lyrical it's critical
I don't do subliminals
While niggas do it minuscule
You been a duck you been a fool
La daddy should of been in school
I am no where bendable
I touch her with my tentacle
I'm swimming in her swimming pool
I'm micheal phelps I'm winning too
I get to you Offending you
Ah, with the pen I'm Pinning you
I Know that was I sinning to
But
I don't give a f*ck
I just got one life ima live it up
Chilling in the cut
Chilling with a cutie and she got a booty
Look like that hoe
Came out of a movie, yeah

Ima do me though
You know this flow tight, speedo
Look
Told that bitch stay up on your knees hoe
Yeah
And kick her off the team if she can't
Deep-throat

Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah
Yeah yeah

Gang Gang
They Not
Bang bang
Face Shot

(But I'm shooting for ya head)

Ya dig!