Thats just my ganger, she just my ganger, thats just my ganger, woah
Been f*ckin' this hoe for four months straight, they ask, she just my ganger
I get in my feelings, I get in the booth, they think I turned to a singer
My phone on DND, don't try to call, I ain't got no ringer
The labels ain't hear me yet, just stay tuned for the make a banger instagram got yall livin' fairy tales, y'all niggas is not like that
Nigga, quick to call his self a plug, lil' nigga, I stole that pack
Boujie nigga I want a AMG, what the f*ck is that hellcat
Bitch, keep f*ckin' on the whole city, that pussy a hellcat
I'm so damn high, I'm smokin' on exotic, I know you smell that
She took her wig off, is that alopecia Like, where your hair at
When I walk in the club, these niggas get the muggin', who the f*ck you starin' at
You niggas keep on buyin' that fake designer ', you know I ain't wearin' that
F*ckin' funny, you try to take some shit from me, you must be stupid
Say, bitch, I'm in the A with five on side, my niggas go so roofin
I barely kick it with these niggas, they askin' raps, I call them roofers
Niggas talkin' bout, they slidin', shit, I ain't got the balls to do it
It's gon' be a nigga gone if I get pissed off
Catch him out in traffic, spray his car, now it's a pit stop
Bitch, I'm turnt up in the A, it's me and five, we got them blicks out
Niggas try to reach for one of these chains, get slapped like Chris Rock
Nigga, i was locked in fulton county had shackles on, and now my wrist talk
TG said can you pass me one of your hoes? They goin , you know I'm Chris Paul
I just popped me a perc, I'm so damn high, what the f*ck is this? Sum fentanyl?
My bitch just text and ask do I be cheatin', I say, hell nah
I'm so damn fly, niggas be hatin', these niggas be mad as f*ck
Damn, my teacher said i wont m make it, I looked at her, do you think I give a f*ck
I think I eat my lucky charms, I ran it up, this shit is not off luck
I blew up all these bitches, got to goin, I never seen so many sluts
Been f*ckin' these hoes for four months straight, they ask, she just my gang
I get in my feelings, I get in the booth, they think I turned to a Sanger
My phone on DND, don't try to call, I ain't got no ringer
The niggas ain't hear me yet, just stay tuned for the makeup banger
Thanks for watching
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Thats just my ganger, she just my ganger, thats just my ganger, woah
Been f*ckin' this hoe for four months straight, they ask, she just my ganger
I get in my feelings, I get in the booth, they think I turned to a singer
My phone on DND, don't try to call, I ain't got no ringer
The labels ain't hear me yet, just stay tuned for the make a banger instagram got yall livin' fairy tales, y'all niggas is not like that
Nigga, quick to call his self a plug, lil' nigga, I stole that pack
Boujie nigga I want a AMG, what the f*ck is that hellcat
Bitch, keep f*ckin' on the whole city, that pussy a hellcat
I'm so damn high, I'm smokin' on exotic, I know you smell that
She took her wig off, is that alopecia Like, where your hair at
When I walk in the club, these niggas get the muggin', who the f*ck you starin' at
You niggas keep on buyin' that fake designer ', you know I ain't wearin' that
F*ckin' funny, you try to take some shit from me, you must be stupid
Say, bitch, I'm in the A with five on side, my niggas go so roofin
I barely kick it with these niggas, they askin' raps, I call them roofers
Niggas talkin' bout, they slidin', shit, I ain't got the balls to do it
It's gon' be a nigga gone if I get pissed off
Catch him out in traffic, spray his car, now it's a pit stop
Bitch, I'm turnt up in the A, it's me and five, we got them blicks out
Niggas try to reach for one of these chains, get slapped like Chris Rock
Nigga, i was locked in fulton county had shackles on, and now my wrist talk
TG said can you pass me one of your hoes? They goin , you know I'm Chris Paul
I just popped me a perc, I'm so damn high, what the f*ck is this? Sum fentanyl?
My bitch just text and ask do I be cheatin', I say, hell nah
I'm so damn fly, niggas be hatin', these niggas be mad as f*ck
Damn, my teacher said i wont m make it, I looked at her, do you think I give a f*ck
I think I eat my lucky charms, I ran it up, this shit is not off luck
I blew up all these bitches, got to goin, I never seen so many sluts
Been f*ckin' these hoes for four months straight, they ask, she just my gang
I get in my feelings, I get in the booth, they think I turned to a Sanger
My phone on DND, don't try to call, I ain't got no ringer
The niggas ain't hear me yet, just stay tuned for the makeup banger
Thanks for watching
Been f*ckin' this hoe for four months straight, they ask, she just my ganger
I get in my feelings, I get in the booth, they think I turned to a singer
My phone on DND, don't try to call, I ain't got no ringer
The labels ain't hear me yet, just stay tuned for the make a banger instagram got yall livin' fairy tales, y'all niggas is not like that
Nigga, quick to call his self a plug, lil' nigga, I stole that pack
Boujie nigga I want a AMG, what the f*ck is that hellcat
Bitch, keep f*ckin' on the whole city, that pussy a hellcat
I'm so damn high, I'm smokin' on exotic, I know you smell that
She took her wig off, is that alopecia Like, where your hair at
When I walk in the club, these niggas get the muggin', who the f*ck you starin' at
You niggas keep on buyin' that fake designer ', you know I ain't wearin' that
F*ckin' funny, you try to take some shit from me, you must be stupid
Say, bitch, I'm in the A with five on side, my niggas go so roofin
I barely kick it with these niggas, they askin' raps, I call them roofers
Niggas talkin' bout, they slidin', shit, I ain't got the balls to do it
It's gon' be a nigga gone if I get pissed off
Catch him out in traffic, spray his car, now it's a pit stop
Bitch, I'm turnt up in the A, it's me and five, we got them blicks out
Niggas try to reach for one of these chains, get slapped like Chris Rock
Nigga, i was locked in fulton county had shackles on, and now my wrist talk
TG said can you pass me one of your hoes? They goin , you know I'm Chris Paul
I just popped me a perc, I'm so damn high, what the f*ck is this? Sum fentanyl?
My bitch just text and ask do I be cheatin', I say, hell nah
I'm so damn fly, niggas be hatin', these niggas be mad as f*ck
Damn, my teacher said i wont m make it, I looked at her, do you think I give a f*ck
I think I eat my lucky charms, I ran it up, this shit is not off luck
I blew up all these bitches, got to goin, I never seen so many sluts
Been f*ckin' these hoes for four months straight, they ask, she just my gang
I get in my feelings, I get in the booth, they think I turned to a Sanger
My phone on DND, don't try to call, I ain't got no ringer
The niggas ain't hear me yet, just stay tuned for the makeup banger
Thanks for watching
Writer: Baxkends W
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid