Va-Cay & Jmo - Gang Gang (Outro) Lyrics

She say she with the gang, gang, gang
She say she with the gang, gang, gang
Fat sumo rich
With the gang, gang, gang
She say she with the gang, gang, gang
Fat sumo rich

Uh, f*ck it up with my bitch, I got gold all on my wrist
Thats that Gucci all on my fit, pockets sumo fat I feel rich (uh)
Audemar on my wrist, off white hoodie matching my kicks
Heard yo bitch talk with a lisp, bet she fire sucking on dick (uh)
I can tell it, I can tell who is the realest, like I'm Makaveli
Getting better making distance, yea she almost ready
She wont tell you mind ya business, now get in the chevy
Now baby hold it steady

F*cking with the gang, gang, gang
She say she with the gang, gang, gang
Fat sumo rich
With the gang, gang, gang
She say she with the gang, gang, gang
Fat sumo rich

I'll catch anybody like Odell, left the lil bitch at the hotel
I kick the bitch out if that hoe smell, don't pick up my phone go to voicemail
Remember I was down with help, remember I had kick the doors down 100,000
For a show now, got main bitch front row now
A lot of rappers on my hit list, young nigga but I'm gifted
Reporting live from the trenches, swear to God as my witness
Ima make these niggas feel this, yeah ima make these niggas feel this
Express myself through my pad and pen and ima let you know the real me

She say she with the gang, gang, gang
She say she with the gang, gang, gang
Fat sumo rich
With the gang, gang, gang
She say she with the gang, gang, gang
Fat sumo rich