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Lil Tjay – Gang Lyrics

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[Chorus: Lil Tjay]
When I step on the scene, I’m icy (Icy)
Lil’ niggas want be just like me (Tryna be just like me)
Every bitch wanna be called wifey
And I jump out on shit, Pisces
Niggas shout out my name
Hey, you shout out my name, I just thought you was game
I ain’t searchin’ for fame
I remember the mental feeling, pain
Too hot but you walked right by me
Now my soul is a snake, come try me
Bitch had to lie me, had to do a grimy
Run up on me nigga, that’s a body
Headshot, ain’t no shame at all
Murder, we ain’t playin’ at all
I lost so much, I ain’t given up
First move and game can’t to be stop

[Verse 1: Lil Tjay]
Double cop, bubble up, shawty gotta bubble butt
‘Bout two, three, lines when I’m poured up
Picture, fake love, I ain’t with other stuff
White ranches in my buttercup
Kid’s like “I won’t [?] for you”
I know it’s my time for
Hold door open, can’t hide no more
Pickin’ and gonna my mom show
I got to get to this is greenback
Just taking from nigga in a ski mask
At me I can’t beam back
I need that, i need that
They’re gonna try my gym, no way
Headshots, swear I won’t miss, blow it dead
Thirty clips and this bitch gon’ spray
Me and my niggas ain’t play, no, no, no, no

[Verse 2: Smooky MarGiela]
Thomas Bell got to his brain
Better go take a vaycay
Buggati, uh, Lamb’ truck
On the freeway, I switch lanes
Rock this Gucci, oh my God
Overseas, I’m on Instagram
Drivin’, I’m in Paris
Now I’m ridin’ in the railway
I came a long way
I was playin’ with them kind of friends
In and out of stores, hit the ivy
He like “What is that?”
I ain’t had nowhere to go
I applied, no sustains and shit
All of my niggas on go
Get Milwaukee, drive a [?]

[Verse 3: Lil Tjay & Smooky MarGiela]
Ridin’ ’round ’round the city, and it’s been a winner
Doin’ doin’ my city and that reefer, see the stars
I got way too much money, don’t know what to spend it on
If we ain’t gettin’ no money, nigga, we can’t get along
Smoke dope, now my mind too gone
I got way too much money that niggas try to run up on me, I’ma make one call
Ten-toes nigga, gotta stay strong
Yeah, don’t y’all groan, I’ll leave you on the backsheet, gone
Now I got big racks in my pocket, shit’s goin’ on

[Chorus: Lil Tjay]
When I step on the scene, I’m icy (Icy)
Lil’ niggas want be just like me (Tryna be just like me)
Every bitch wanna be called wifey
And I jump out on shit, Pisces
Niggas shout out my name
Hey, you shout out my name, I just thought you was game
I ain’t searchin’ for fame
I remember the mental feeling, pain
Too hot but you walked right by me
Now my soul is a snake, come try me
Bitch had to lie me, had to do a grimy
Run up on me nigga, that’s a body
Headshot, ain’t no shame at all
Murder, we ain’t playin’ at all
I lost so much, I ain’t given up
First move and game can’t to be stop


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