Gang gang – Polo G lyrics

Lyrics Gang gang – Polo G

Gang gang lyrics
So used to them grey clouds,
I might fuck around, drop the top in the rain
For the squad, we don’t play around,
we’ll lay ’em down, hit his top close range
He just pretend, he not with the gang
‘Member back then, that’s an opp, what he banged
Runnin’ from jakes, block hot like I’m Wayne
Spent a quarter mill’ on the watch and the chain
I’m just tryna put a lock on the game
Hot shit from this Glock when it flames

[Verse 1: Polo G]
Young nigga up now, remember back then niggas clowned on me
Down from the Heaven gates, only way a nigga lookin’ down on me
Keep at least two hundred thou’ on me, keep at least like
thirty rounds on me
With my niggas ’til the wheels fall off, don’t care if my ride
on E
Gucci slides, Versace robes, palm trees, exotic hoes
Snitchin’, he can’t right his wrongs, once he play that writing
role
Slime shit, we wipe his nose, feds watchin’, might strike a
pose
Do a hit, take flight, we gone, we just take the dice and roll

[Chorus: Polo G]
So used to them grey clouds, I might fuck around, drop the top
in the rain
For the squad, we don’t play around, we’ll lay ’em down, hit
his top close range
He just pretend, he not with the gang
‘Member back then, that’s an opp, what he banged
Runnin’ from jakes, block hot like I’m Wayne
Spent a quarter mill’ on the watch and the chain
I’m just tryna put a lock on the game
Hot shit from this Glock when it flames

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Soon as I touch down,
them pussy feds be all on me
Heard niggas got money all on my head, tell ’em “Come crown the
king”
Like to work out though for fourteen days, that’s quarantine
I poured my heart out before my lean, baby, no R&B
Six-six dues, my Piru,
big suuwoo, slime my crew
Slatt, slatt, slatt
a-achoo, wipe his nose, God bless you
Blatt-blatt-blatt, I’m not through
Blatt-blatt-blatt, duck-duck-goose
Two big guns on me for the smoke
It’s uncle Snoop and Martha Stew’
Call me Capalotty, Big Slimalini, Lil’ Slime Gotti
That ain’t the ‘Ghini, lil’ bitch that’s a ‘Gatti
Promethazine me a p on the ..
I have fettuccine from new Ferraris
I’m like .. I just call a ..
I’m leadin’ my team, yeah, right to the finers
That money talk in,
and we talkin’ private, I’m new correspondent
Hold on, Gucci slides and Versace robes
I slide a nigga, I slide a ho
I banged on anybody gang
And I ball with all my slimin’ O’s
On gang-gang, on .. Grove
No plane jane, I smoke Zario
And when the rain came I put the top down
Under the dark clouds, I’m shiny gold

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Used to the grey clouds,
I might fuck around and drop the top in the rain
For the squad, we don’t play around,
we’ll lay ’em down, hit his top close range (Top close range)
He just pretend, he not with the gang
‘Member back then, that’s an opp, what he banged
Runnin’ from jakes, block hot like I’m Wayne
Spent a quarter mill’ on the watch and the chain
I’m just tryna put a lock on the game
Hot shit from this Glock when it flamesss

Gang gang – Polo G lyrics
Gang gang - Polo G
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