"On Gang" lyrics
41 Lyrics
(performed by Kyle Richh, Jenn Carter & Tata)
[Intro:]
(Hey Norja, you made this shit?)
[Tata:]
Like, everywhere I go I'm never lackin' I got my Glock out
If we knuckle up, that's on my mother it's a knock out
Everybody got a gun so let's link up and have a blowout
And Dotti he be feenin' pass the knock then he gon' show out, that's on gang
And all my killers put in pain
If I see a nigga chain and I like it then it's a stain, and that's on gang
And Leeky with me, he got range
If a nigga moving hot we gon flip him just like like a page, and that's on gang
Don't come over here moving hot bitch
I'm with some demons, you fuck around and get shot bitch
E-E-EBK, niggas know I'm uppin' the 4
And they think I do karate 'cause I ride 'round with chopsticks
[Jenn Carter:]
Graah, that boy got hit and that shit had his momma bummed out (What, graah)
Like I'm addicted to these gun sounds
Way that I made they like "Jenny what have you done now?"
Graah, these niggas tracking like a bloodhound
They not outside, I'm spinnin' in a circle
That boy gon' say that he abuse, but that shit verbal
Graah, in a shell like he a turtle
He think shit sweet we cut it short like a commercial
Damn, and do it over like rehearsal
He think he tough, he think he up we send him vertical
Graah, we cut him off like it was surgical
These niggas dissin', in tracks we never heard of you
Ain't no tripping when that heat fly
Opp lacking on feet I'm in that V, I had to rewind
Graah, bu-bullets stinging like a beehive
.40 push her back and now he think he in a recline
These opps they don't put in pain
If I was caught on a train we was getting back same day, and that's on gang
And my niggas ain't been the same
Lil Uzi been how I'm feeling, no luv and it's only rage, and that's on- (What?)
[Tata:]
Everywhere I go, I'm never lackin' I got my Glock out
If we knuckle up, that's on my mother it's a knock out
Everybody got a gun so let's link up and have a blowout
And Dotti he be feenin' pass the knock then he gon' show out, that's on gang
And all my killers put in pain
If I see a nigga chain and I like it then it's a stain, and that's on gang
And Leeky with me, he got range
If a nigga moving hot we gon flip him just like like a page, and that's on gang
Don't come over here moving hot bitch
I'm with some demons, you fuck around and get shot bitch
E-E-EBK, niggas know I'm uppin' the 4
And they think I do karate 'cause I ride 'round with chopsticks
[Kyle Richh:]
Can't-can't run from this gun, Jah Woo been popped it
Don't gotta use a deucey, I got options
Why he got that sheisty on? He ain't pop shit
And-and when we seen a nigga ran before he cocked it, and that's on gang
Bitch if you not grippy, you can't hang
Like you better tuck that chain, 'cause brodie itching for that stain, but that's for gang
All-all this hate come with the fame
That boy said he getting money, I told bro, "We do the same"
Graah, pocket rocket, I flock it like Tracey (Tracey)
Gotta put a condom on, these bitches want my baby
When I was broke, ain't see none of these faces
Niggas see the money, then they ego start changing
Graah, big .40 get to flamin'
Like a door, my niggas get to banging
I told Jenny pass the stitchy, that's on bronem I can't miss, like
Black .45 on my body, fuck a fistfight
Young nigga, looked up to Meech not Obama
Fredo that's my brother, we was 15 splitting dollars
We was in the project p's, flipping keys I ain't new to this
Bitch I'm true to this, I'm tired of that stupid shit
Ruggy, that's the ooter, always on that steady boomin' shit
Niggas totin' guns be these niggas never using it
Y'all niggas not demons, y'all can really get to looting it
Niggas frontin' I'm like "Dee, these niggas buggin"
[Tata:]
Everywhere I go I'm never lackin' I got my Glock out
If we knuckle up, that's on my mother it's a knock out
Everybody got a gun so let's link up and have a blowout
And Dotti he be feenin' pass the knock and he gon' show out, that's on gang
And all my killers put in pain
If I see a nigga chain and I like it then it's a stain, and that's on gang
And Leeky with me, he got range
If a nigga moving hot we gon flip him just like like a page, and that's on gang
Don't come over here moving hot bitch
I'm with some demons, you fuck around and get shot bitch
E-E-EBK, niggas know I'm uppin' the 4
And they think I do karate 'cause I ride 'round with chopsticks
(Hey Norja, you made this shit?)
[Tata:]
Like, everywhere I go I'm never lackin' I got my Glock out
If we knuckle up, that's on my mother it's a knock out
Everybody got a gun so let's link up and have a blowout
And Dotti he be feenin' pass the knock then he gon' show out, that's on gang
And all my killers put in pain
If I see a nigga chain and I like it then it's a stain, and that's on gang
And Leeky with me, he got range
If a nigga moving hot we gon flip him just like like a page, and that's on gang
Don't come over here moving hot bitch
I'm with some demons, you fuck around and get shot bitch
E-E-EBK, niggas know I'm uppin' the 4
And they think I do karate 'cause I ride 'round with chopsticks
[Jenn Carter:]
Graah, that boy got hit and that shit had his momma bummed out (What, graah)
Like I'm addicted to these gun sounds
Way that I made they like "Jenny what have you done now?"
Graah, these niggas tracking like a bloodhound
They not outside, I'm spinnin' in a circle
That boy gon' say that he abuse, but that shit verbal
Graah, in a shell like he a turtle
He think shit sweet we cut it short like a commercial
Damn, and do it over like rehearsal
He think he tough, he think he up we send him vertical
Graah, we cut him off like it was surgical
These niggas dissin', in tracks we never heard of you
Ain't no tripping when that heat fly
Opp lacking on feet I'm in that V, I had to rewind
Graah, bu-bullets stinging like a beehive
.40 push her back and now he think he in a recline
These opps they don't put in pain
If I was caught on a train we was getting back same day, and that's on gang
And my niggas ain't been the same
Lil Uzi been how I'm feeling, no luv and it's only rage, and that's on- (What?)
[Tata:]
Everywhere I go, I'm never lackin' I got my Glock out
If we knuckle up, that's on my mother it's a knock out
Everybody got a gun so let's link up and have a blowout
And Dotti he be feenin' pass the knock then he gon' show out, that's on gang
And all my killers put in pain
If I see a nigga chain and I like it then it's a stain, and that's on gang
And Leeky with me, he got range
If a nigga moving hot we gon flip him just like like a page, and that's on gang
Don't come over here moving hot bitch
I'm with some demons, you fuck around and get shot bitch
E-E-EBK, niggas know I'm uppin' the 4
And they think I do karate 'cause I ride 'round with chopsticks
[Kyle Richh:]
Can't-can't run from this gun, Jah Woo been popped it
Don't gotta use a deucey, I got options
Why he got that sheisty on? He ain't pop shit
And-and when we seen a nigga ran before he cocked it, and that's on gang
Bitch if you not grippy, you can't hang
Like you better tuck that chain, 'cause brodie itching for that stain, but that's for gang
All-all this hate come with the fame
That boy said he getting money, I told bro, "We do the same"
Graah, pocket rocket, I flock it like Tracey (Tracey)
Gotta put a condom on, these bitches want my baby
When I was broke, ain't see none of these faces
Niggas see the money, then they ego start changing
Graah, big .40 get to flamin'
Like a door, my niggas get to banging
I told Jenny pass the stitchy, that's on bronem I can't miss, like
Black .45 on my body, fuck a fistfight
Young nigga, looked up to Meech not Obama
Fredo that's my brother, we was 15 splitting dollars
We was in the project p's, flipping keys I ain't new to this
Bitch I'm true to this, I'm tired of that stupid shit
Ruggy, that's the ooter, always on that steady boomin' shit
Niggas totin' guns be these niggas never using it
Y'all niggas not demons, y'all can really get to looting it
Niggas frontin' I'm like "Dee, these niggas buggin"
[Tata:]
Everywhere I go I'm never lackin' I got my Glock out
If we knuckle up, that's on my mother it's a knock out
Everybody got a gun so let's link up and have a blowout
And Dotti he be feenin' pass the knock and he gon' show out, that's on gang
And all my killers put in pain
If I see a nigga chain and I like it then it's a stain, and that's on gang
And Leeky with me, he got range
If a nigga moving hot we gon flip him just like like a page, and that's on gang
Don't come over here moving hot bitch
I'm with some demons, you fuck around and get shot bitch
E-E-EBK, niggas know I'm uppin' the 4
And they think I do karate 'cause I ride 'round with chopsticks
