We on top of the god-damn world
I got hearts on my god-damn shirt
Underneath it's a bow (brrrr)
Diamond water, we saving the world
I put work in A.M. nigga
I'm so slimy, I'll hang with ya
Just to rob you out yo bling, nigga
I'm with the gang, gang (yeah)
My gang put work on yo gang
My gang put work on yo gang
My gang put work on your gang
My gang, my gang, my
Ma- mande- mandem know how to work that blatt blatt
Tag your ass we don't do no hashtag
Hashtag-smokin'-man-man fat pack
Smokin' a pound today send the cashapp
Gas too strong, gotta pull up in a hazmat
Matte black rims, make your bitch give me nat nat
Bad lil' vibe ye we all gon' tap that
Better not cuff, whole team done had that
Momma keep cryin, she don't know my ass at
I'm outside tryna bring home fat racks
Tears on me, but they denim I jack that
Tears on her cheek told her wipe it with a bill
F*ck your feelings, don't know how, I gotta tell you
Heck no, nah, hell no, no, hell
Mo' money Mo' problems, Mo' bitches, Mo' pills
I rap bout this shit cause this shit gon' sell
Yeah, that boy slimed me out but I'm him
Don't trust him, he'll do it again
We didn't get here on accident
We got here, via the Benz
Shawty keep shakin' that shit for the gang
Gang, Gang
My gang put work on your gang
My gang put work on your gang
My gang put work on your gang
My gang put work on your gang
You ain't gang, you lame
That pussy ass boy don't bang
I put your brother on that chain, yeee
Look at you, bitch, ain't you ashamed
I pull up on her and she faint, yeah
I pull up on her and she faint
We pull up in trucks, ain't bring no f*cks
We pull up with all the bang, yeah
A wise man known as Juice Wrld told me these hoes all the same
We f*ck on the slut, we pass round the slut
And then we go on about our day, yee
I can't live this life in vain
Gimme the world, gimme all the pain, yeah
My gang put work on your gang My gang put work on your gang, ye
My gang put work on your gang, My gang, my gang, my gang
My gang put work on your gang My gang put work on your gang, ye
My gang put work on your gang My gang put work on your gang
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We on top of the god-damn world
I got hearts on my god-damn shirt
Underneath it's a bow (brrrr)
Diamond water, we saving the world
I put work in A.M. nigga
I'm so slimy, I'll hang with ya
Just to rob you out yo bling, nigga
I'm with the gang, gang (yeah)
My gang put work on yo gang
My gang put work on yo gang
My gang put work on your gang
My gang, my gang, my
Ma- mande- mandem know how to work that blatt blatt
Tag your ass we don't do no hashtag
Hashtag-smokin'-man-man fat pack
Smokin' a pound today send the cashapp
Gas too strong, gotta pull up in a hazmat
Matte black rims, make your bitch give me nat nat
Bad lil' vibe ye we all gon' tap that
Better not cuff, whole team done had that
Momma keep cryin, she don't know my ass at
I'm outside tryna bring home fat racks
Tears on me, but they denim I jack that
Tears on her cheek told her wipe it with a bill
F*ck your feelings, don't know how, I gotta tell you
Heck no, nah, hell no, no, hell
Mo' money Mo' problems, Mo' bitches, Mo' pills
I rap bout this shit cause this shit gon' sell
Yeah, that boy slimed me out but I'm him
Don't trust him, he'll do it again
We didn't get here on accident
We got here, via the Benz
Shawty keep shakin' that shit for the gang
Gang, Gang
My gang put work on your gang
My gang put work on your gang
My gang put work on your gang
My gang put work on your gang
You ain't gang, you lame
That pussy ass boy don't bang
I put your brother on that chain, yeee
Look at you, bitch, ain't you ashamed
I pull up on her and she faint, yeah
I pull up on her and she faint
We pull up in trucks, ain't bring no f*cks
We pull up with all the bang, yeah
A wise man known as Juice Wrld told me these hoes all the same
We f*ck on the slut, we pass round the slut
And then we go on about our day, yee
I can't live this life in vain
Gimme the world, gimme all the pain, yeah
My gang put work on your gang My gang put work on your gang, ye
My gang put work on your gang, My gang, my gang, my gang
My gang put work on your gang My gang put work on your gang, ye
My gang put work on your gang My gang put work on your gang
I got hearts on my god-damn shirt
Underneath it's a bow (brrrr)
Diamond water, we saving the world
I put work in A.M. nigga
I'm so slimy, I'll hang with ya
Just to rob you out yo bling, nigga
I'm with the gang, gang (yeah)
My gang put work on yo gang
My gang put work on yo gang
My gang put work on your gang
My gang, my gang, my
Ma- mande- mandem know how to work that blatt blatt
Tag your ass we don't do no hashtag
Hashtag-smokin'-man-man fat pack
Smokin' a pound today send the cashapp
Gas too strong, gotta pull up in a hazmat
Matte black rims, make your bitch give me nat nat
Bad lil' vibe ye we all gon' tap that
Better not cuff, whole team done had that
Momma keep cryin, she don't know my ass at
I'm outside tryna bring home fat racks
Tears on me, but they denim I jack that
Tears on her cheek told her wipe it with a bill
F*ck your feelings, don't know how, I gotta tell you
Heck no, nah, hell no, no, hell
Mo' money Mo' problems, Mo' bitches, Mo' pills
I rap bout this shit cause this shit gon' sell
Yeah, that boy slimed me out but I'm him
Don't trust him, he'll do it again
We didn't get here on accident
We got here, via the Benz
Shawty keep shakin' that shit for the gang
Gang, Gang
My gang put work on your gang
My gang put work on your gang
My gang put work on your gang
My gang put work on your gang
You ain't gang, you lame
That pussy ass boy don't bang
I put your brother on that chain, yeee
Look at you, bitch, ain't you ashamed
I pull up on her and she faint, yeah
I pull up on her and she faint
We pull up in trucks, ain't bring no f*cks
We pull up with all the bang, yeah
A wise man known as Juice Wrld told me these hoes all the same
We f*ck on the slut, we pass round the slut
And then we go on about our day, yee
I can't live this life in vain
Gimme the world, gimme all the pain, yeah
My gang put work on your gang My gang put work on your gang, ye
My gang put work on your gang, My gang, my gang, my gang
My gang put work on your gang My gang put work on your gang, ye
My gang put work on your gang My gang put work on your gang
Writer: Andrew Lavali
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