This lyrical composition provides an insight into the artists' lifestyle, particularly their association with a close-knit group or 'gang'. The recurrent theme of loyalty and camaraderie is evident, as is their shared love for material wealth and status symbols. There's also a warning against deceitful individuals, hinting at past experiences with untrustworthy people. The song is not just about the glamorous aspects of their lives but also highlights the challenges they face in maintaining authenticity amidst success. Overall, it serves as a declaration of their unity and strength as a collective, reinforcing their commitment to each other while navigating the complexities of fame. #Loyalty #Unity #MaterialWealth #Authenticity
Gang Gang
Lyrics
Bad, bad
Back of them jeans, lookin' mad, mad
Open the Jeep, let me grab, grab
Roll with the G's, that's the gang
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Someone told me she's a liar
Never gonna cap, man need a rider
Told you don't play with fire
Gang-gang, stop playin' with the gang-gang
Come every year like Mariah (hmm)
Five-figure drip when I show the attire
No stress, I'm in control like I'm Isco
Won't be no dancin' if man let the diss flow
Trust me, it's long when they aim at me (jeez)
Same chain, but it ain't the same as me (nah)
Thinkin' you're king, I'll dismantle the throne that you're on
Leave you there lookin' like Kong (hahaha)
But I ain't on a funny man ting
I just stack mills, kick back, money man ting
Half a billi' when they stream my ting
Lights blindin' when they pree my ring (oh-oh-oh)
Bad, bad
Back of them jeans, lookin' mad, mad
Open the Jeep, let me grab, grab
Roll with the G's, that's the gang
Oh, oh, oh, oh (brrt)
Someone told me she's a liar
Never gonna cap, man need a rider
Told you don't play with fire
Gang-gang, stop playin' with the gang-gang
Big jacket, my G savage, he been active
JAY poppin' I stay guappin', there's no slackin' (nope)
Stay rappin', I live lavish, I got fashion (fashion)
That girl's got a big back of the cheeks clappin'
The way she's throwin' it back
All the baddies wanna lick me now
I'm clockin' the cash (clockin' the cash)
I just pulled up in a mazza, now she's flashin' her racks
And I've just got a couple hookers, might pull up with the gang
We get turnt up (turnt up)
Told the baddie in a room to come twerk up (twerk up)
Told my nigga come, he bill it and burn up (burn up)
Big money in the bank, 'cah I'm a earner
Waves, I'ma surfer
Bang
Bad, bad
Back of them jeans, lookin' mad, mad
Open the Jeep, let me grab, grab
Roll with the G's, that's the gang
Oh, oh, oh, oh (brrt)
Someone told me she's a liar
Never gonna cap, man need a rider
Told you don't play with fire
Gang-gang, stop playin' with the gang-gang
Stop playin' with the gang-gang, yeah
Stop playin' with the gang-gang, yeah
Stop playin' with the gang
Stop playin' with the gang
Stop playin' with the gang-gang, yeah
Bap, bap, bap with the gang-gang, yeah
Might roll with the gang-gang, yeah
Stop playin' with the gang
Stop playin' with the gang
Stop playin' with the gang-gang, yeah
Writer(s): Deno Michael Mebrahitu, Ehijie Ohiomoba, Emmanuel Isong, Jacob Oliver Manson, Jason Juami, Olajide Olatunji, Sam Andrew Gumbley
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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