Wiz Khalifa – GangBang (feat. Big Sean) Lyrics

GangBang

Wiz Khalifa (feat. Big Sean)

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"GangBang." - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Big Sean)

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 05:29 pm

Album: Cabin Fever

Track No: 03

This one look like that one
That one match this one
Fuck it
Money, money, money
It's young Khalifa man
And I got money, hoes, money and hoes
I got money, hoes, money and hoes
Sick, money and hoes
Big money talkin to you
Mothafucka that's cause big money brought it to you
I be stuntin' while them little **** sayin' nothin'
High ceilings, high hoes
High prices for my clothes
And I dont even pay for it
Barely know who made the shit
Meet a bitch, take a bitch
Straight back to that big crib
Let you roll some rapper weed
Put you on some new shit
Hit this weed, I show you how I do this
My excuse is I'm in Cali so my smoke's highly exclusive
And my bitch bad, my money's through the roof
Your money short, you lookin mad, you Danny Bonaduce
Bitch Im jumpin in my coupe
I'm rollin something that tastes like fruit
And I hear them **** talkin' shit
But there nothin' much that they can do
When I got a bitch in your city
You should try when you see her
Never trippin' on no hoes
****, what you thought, we gettin' money over here
I'm ballin' hard, my **** in the same gang
I do it big, my **** do the same thing
I'm throwin' signs, it's lookin' like I gang bang
I'm on the team, it's lookin' like I gang bang
I'm rollin' up, my **** roll the same thing
I'm smokin weed, my bitch she smoke the same thing
I'm throwin' signs, it's looking like I gang bang
I'm on the team, it's lookin' like I gang bang
I tell a bitch bow down
To a mothafuckin' G, hoe
I work hard, I drink slow
But I never keep drinks low
Smokey smokey, 'cause I'm a chief-o
Sippin' on Pinot Grigio, greedy hoe
Got everything like I copped me a genie, hoe
My car look like a building
Diamonds dancin' on my wrist
Bitch I'm 10 feet tall when I'm standin' on top of my dick
You a sucka hoe, sucka hoe, I'm success
I feel like a million dollars, bitch im up next
Money in my hand, I dont need no handout
And they all got they hands up
'Cause they fuck with me, hands down (Down down down)
And the car I push got more tent than a campground (Ground, ground, ground)
And my picture is always on your bitch background
Like pada, its just me and Cyhi
Young enough to be your son
But she call me big papa
She gave me her o nana
Then I dissapear like tada
Smokin on that tie-dye
Now who the fuck gon' stop us?
I'm ballin hard, my **** in the same gang
I do it big, my **** do the same thing
I'm throwin' signs, it's lookin' like I gang bang
I'm on the team, it's lookin' like I gang bang
I'm rollin' up, my **** roll the same thing
I'm smokin' weed, my bitch, she smoke the same thing
I'm throwin' signs, it's looking like I gang bang
I'm on the team, it's lookin' like I gang bang
Yeah, that's right ****
Probably got your bitch in a trance
I do it
**** got me laughin' man, that shit funny man
Damn, that shit funny
And my **** Wiz got this shit hoe

Writer(s): Wiz Khalifa, Lexus Lewis & Sean Anderson.

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