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Aye, what up girl? Called it gang, Taylor planes (Ha) Now she wanna know me When she see the diamonds in the Rollie, yeah Said she got a man Pop that, pop that, bet she do it for the gang, yeah Gang, yeah, do it for the gang, yeah, gang yeah Do it for the gang, yeah Yeah she wanna know me Pop that, pop that, bet she do it for the gang, yeah Rap beats, got a hundred choices Two blunts, now she's double jointed Neighbours ask what the fucking noise is Nothing man, that's just fucking noises Oh, you know it's good if you cum that quick And if she tie her hair back she bout to suck that dick Killed the game then went Casper Been making bands, I'm the X Factor Think they cool running shit Til we come back and we dead sack em Hit the kitty cat, ain't no brakes Minus your clothes then get a takeaway Watch the chest, I'm Flavor Flav SongtexteCause she got some big titties Wife hoes, you ain't serious Bought her heels, you hilarious White whip, red interiors That's a white chick on her period Said she into girls, I'mma turn her straight You gon' learn today Now she wanna know me When she see the diamonds in the Rollie, yeah Said she got a man Pop that, pop that, bet she do it for the gang, yeah Gang, yeah, do it for the gang, yeah, gang yeah Do it for the gang, yeah Yeah she wanna know me Pop that, pop that, bet she do it for the gang, yeah She said she saw me on the MOBOs, tell her go low Got it all on the Gopro (When she slow-mo For the gang wearing no clothes) Saying she in love with the coco What you mean, you can't twerk? Tattoo on your arse, you better show me how that art work You want the D? You better ask first She see them blue ticks, now I can't swerve Walk in, I'm like, "Nice to meet you" If she ain't fucking then it's bye Felicia Just make sure the bed's ready She beautiful but her head's empty Now she wanna know me When she see the diamonds in the Rollie, yeah Said she got a man Pop that, pop that, bet she do it for the gang, yeah Gang, yeah, do it for the gang, yeah, gang yeah Do it for the gang, yeah Yeah she wanna know me Pop that, pop that, bet she do it for the gang, yeah Black on black, pull up, I'm smokin' back to back Jewelry, I got a lot of that You the hottest nigga in Nebraska, where they do that at? See you out there rockin' all them diamonds, where your shooters at? Young Khalifa move that pack Niggas out here slackin' on their pimpin', I ain't cool with that Caught 'em slippin', lost the broad's attention, now she gone and missin' Foreign play, Rollie be the Bay, like I'm goin' fishin' No offense but this ain't for them niggas, this is for them bitches Handouts, I ain't givin' nothin' See that ass from the front, poke it out, give me somethin' Why you playin'? She don't do it for the 'Gram But she do it for the fam, they don't front, they know just who I am Damn... Now she wanna know me When she see the diamonds in the Rollie, yeah Said she got a man Pop that, pop that, bet she do it for the gang, yeah Gang, yeah, do it for the gang, yeah, gang yeah Do it for the gang, yeah Yeah she wanna know me Pop that, pop that, bet she do it for the gang, yeah Aus Songtexte Mania