paroles de chanson On the Gang (feat. idontknowjeffery & Black Smurf) - Xavier Wulf

Aye
Fuck around and
Spark this blunt
What y'all be smoking?
Aye
Black a nigga eye for talking silly
(Gang)
Knock a nigga off his bike look like he popped a wheelie
(Gang)
Knock a nigga off his skateboard
He laser-flipping
(Gang)
Once she let me hit it
Then I say them digits
Let me hit it (gang)
Let me hit it (gang)
Let me hit it (gang)
Let me hit it (fuck nigga)
I'm beating pussies up
This ain't no fucking sex position (fuck nigga)
I'm looking on the bad side
Dr. Jeffery pessimistic

I got my chain made in Jotunheimr
Tris with thе lemon lime
Bitches think I'm Hohenheim

Yo bitch just text a paragraph
She sent the deposition
Put all their opps in grass
Dr. Jeffery optimistic

I got my chain made by Hohenheim
Tris with the lemon lime
My bitch came straight from Jotunheimr

Put all their opps in grass my body counting triple digits
You heard I got that check and spent that shit on stripper bitches
Let me hit it
Let me hit it
Let me hit it
Let me hit it

Should I send 'em hitters?
Any direction if I needed to
For real yuh he Memphin
We stepping like we shame the booth
Check the scholar bro we 12 and 0 she getting critical
Took the tear throw way high their hands what a bitch will do
This Gen 5 call it block-boy cause all they do is shoot
I'm outside straight standing on business
Popping shit we the truth

Who the fuck is this?
Pull up just to pull off on a bitch
I be glitching shit
He think I ain't sliding cause I'm rich
I'mma spin again
Then I put his pack up in the wind
Let me hit it nigga
Let me hit it

Fire that blunt up in the Hill
I ask my boy which opp is this?
I fuck every hoe I'm with
Your bitches be hit or miss
All my bitches got me blocked
My iPhone be dry as shit
If the function smoking opps
Niggas wanna try shit
And don't play with us unless you tryna die or shit
Nigga play with one of us he must be high as shit
Smoking opps
Who guy is this?
Let me hit it (gang)
Let me hit it (gang)
Let me hit it (on the gang)
Let me hit it (on the gang)
Let me hit it (gang)
Let me hit it (on the gang)
(Let me hit it)
(On the gang)
(Let me hit it)

Mane
On my soul I want you gone today
Crazy how the anyhow nigga own it too with a gun
Say you stepping on shit
But ain't seen it and that on my mama
He never crashed done slid round 50 round drumming
Gets you gone without putting on no money
And that's how I'm coming
Had them young boys in there on your block
Like they Andre Drummond
Gen 4 we hold 34
Like I'm Terry Cummings
Word to bond
Whatever I say
Pussy know I'm standing on it