Migos – Gang Gang Lyrics

Migos – Gang Gang Lyrics
Gang Gang
Migos
    Lyrics copied!
    Gang Gang Album Art
    "Gang Gang." - Migos

    Album: Culture II
    Track No: 11
    Would you, oooh?
    Would you, oooh?
    Hey, I know this might sound weird to say (Weird)
    But would you love me if I ran away? (Away)
    I know you prolly think I'm insane ('Sane)
    Ain't nothing change but the pocket change (Pocket change)
    I know they gotta feel my pain (Feel it)
    I make them birds on Lauryn Hill sang (Brrr)
    And everywhere I go, they know my name (Whatchu claim?)
    'Cause I be reppin' Gang Gang (Gang Gang)
    Posted with the Gang Gang (Gang Gang)
    Pull up with the Gang Gang (Gang Gang)
    Suit up with the Gang Gang (Gang Gang)
    I be reppin' Gang Gang (Gang Gang)
    I shoot with the Gang Gang (Gang Gang)
    Bang with the Gang Gang (Gang Gang)
    Ride out with the Gang Gang (Gang Gang)
    Always rep the Gang Gang
    Always rep the gang, gang-gang-gang
    Always rep the gang, gang-gang-gang
    Whole lotta gang shit, gang-gang-gang
    Whole lotta gang shit, gang-gang-gang
    She froze up when that Ghost came (Ghost came)
    Big body Rolls that be hoggin' up both lanes (Both lanes)
    She lift her nose up when she want that cocaine (Cocaine)
    I lift my doors up, the Lambo take propane (Propane)
    I throw my show in for hoes in the chokehold (Chokehold)
    At the door, we take cellphones, no photos
    Money comin' in too much I can't hold, truckload
    I'm hot, I can't be trappin' in the streets, that what the plug fo'
    And all I want is nachos (Nachos)
    And all I want is Huncho (Huncho)
    Pull strings like a banjo (Banjo)
    And the keys, a piano (Piano)
    Take me back to the back door (Back door)
    I can see my foot on a doorknob
    Make it back to the gang, that's the whole job
    Chop it up and talk about just what we got, yeah (Whatchu got? Whatchu go?)
    Whippin' that Draco, she says she love me but that somethin' we'll never know (Never know)
    Honestly, that's all I really wanna know (Wanna know)
    Ain't tryna waste my time, it's time I let you go (Let you go)
    And get back to the backhand on the road
    I can't go out sad about a hoe
    Hell, no
    Married to the money, I propose
    Always rep the gang, gang-gang-gang
    Always rep the gang, gang-gang-gang
    Whole lotta gang shit, gang-gang-gang
    Whole lotta gang shit, gang-gang-gang

    Writer(s): Quavious Marshall, Kiari Cephus, Kirshnick Ball, Shane Lindstrom, Kurtis Mckenzie & Julia Michaels.

    All lyrical content displayed on this website is the intellectual property of its respective copyright holders. No ownership is implied, and no copyright infringement is intended.

    Get the Latest Lyrics Updates!

    Subscribe now and never miss a new song lyric update.

    Failed to load audio, please try again later.
    Failed to load song data.
    Invalid email address entered!
    Enter your suggestion!
    Thanks for your suggestion!
    Link copied
    Stop & exit Playlist

    Suggest a Lyrics Edit

    Stop Song
    Rhyto-Artwork

    Gang Gang

    Rhyto
    × Add Rhyto to your Home Screen!