paroles de chanson Gang Stars - Lil Jaywalk , BIG LAX
Me
and
my
niggas
on
that
gang
shit
We
way
cooler
than
them
niggas
that
you
hang
wit
Don't
make
no
new
friends
cause
they
always
on
that
lame
shit
I
hate
it,
so
I
ride
around
with
the
same
clique
New
girl
do
all
that
I
ask
so
I
call
her
Alexa
But
I'm
still
not
fucking
unless
I
get
that
consent,
yuh
I'm
holding
stones
like
I'm
bout
to
go
mega
Chew
beats
up
like
gum
so
these
niggas
call
me
extra
You
gon
give
me
my
respect,
yuh
There's
no
way
I
could
be
any
more
direct
yuh
Try
to
call
me
broke
but
I
don't
think
you
should
project,
yuh
Like
I'm
verified
how
I
stay
around
a
check,
yuh
Jackets
in
July
So
I'm
still
burning
in
the
summer
And
I'm
chasing
after
guap
Like
a
100m
runner
And
I
carry
all
my
loot
to
My
whip
I
bought
a
hummer
And
I
crash
it
out
the
lot
After
trying
to
burn
some
rubber
Trying
to
catch
up
But
I
think
it's
too
late
Sold
my
old
Toyota
For
a
458
Drift
it
out
the
Lot
I
might
crash
it
out
the
gate
My
entire
whip
is
costing
All
your
real
estate
And
she'll
still
top
me
in
the
Honda
I
wanna
go
fast
I
bought
a
Zonda
Talking
sweet,
I'm
not
fond
of
Pussy
knocks
me
out
like
its
they
Rhonda
Sword
on
my
back
like
Akame,
Shawty
hit
my
line,
all
the
time,
everyday
She
said
wanna
talk
and
I
said
that
that
was
okay
But
now
she
really
will
not
stop
calling
And
I
just
really
want
to
see
You
sad
and
alone
I'm
worried
bout
my
needs
Swerving
the
whip
cause
you
know
that
it's
clean
But
I
might
not
wake
up
if
I
go
to
sleep
Bad
bitch
hit
my
phone,
I
tell
her
arrividerci
Flexing
like
a
lobster
so
I'm
living
like
Larry
Early
morning
grind,
I
chase
the
guap,
you
do
it
barely
I
might
need
my
glasses,
bitch
I'm
such
a
visionary
I
be
in
the
trap
playing
hopscotch
Yo
bitch
on
her
knees,
yea
she
a
thot
thot
ARIARI,
Bucciarati
wristwatch
I
think
this
shit
broken
cause
I
do
not
hear
a
tick
tock
And
I'm
feeling
like
a
new
man
I
remember
when
my
name
was
where
they
threw
sand
Why
these
niggas
hating
on
me
when
they
too
bland
Crazy
diamonds
on
me
Josuke
had
to
get
a
new
stand
Bitch
it's
that
notorious
B.I.G.
I
Got
money
coming
in
week
by
week
Breaking
down
the
game
to
bits
piece
by
piece
And
I'm
never
by
myself
always
keep
team
by
me
Me
and
my
niggas
on
that
gang
shit
We
way
cooler
than
them
niggas
that
you
hang
wit
Don't
make
no
new
friends
cause
they
always
on
that
lame
shit
I
hate
it,
so
I
ride
around
with
the
same
clique
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