JACKBOYS, Sheck Wes — GANG GANG

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What the fuck is we doin’?
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Gang back in the stu’ (Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
Uh, yeah, gang back in the stu’ (Gang)
Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
Uh, how can I lose? (How, bitch?), uh, how can I lose? (Yeah)
Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
Me and Trav’ in a coupe (Scoop), paparazzi, we switch the route (Yeah)
Yeah, see your bitch gettin’ loose, huh
I’m in LA with the views, huh (Yeah), I’m in LA with your boo (Yeah, it’s lit)

We on the quest with the tribe (I bought it)
It’s way too late, pick a side (Feng shui)
Jack make them boys come alive (They what?)
Better not fuck up the vibe (It’s Travis)
Runnin’ this shit with a stride
You know my gang the flyest

I’m with the gang, gang, gang, gang, BOYS hoppin’ out of coupes (Gang)
Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
I see you holdin’ out on my change, I’m needin’ all of the loot (Ching-ching)
When I’m ridin’ off on my side, best believe I got the scoop (Scoop)
I could make a hundred right now, give it all to the troops (Troops)
Whole squad got the juice (Yeah), send a stain like a flute (Yeah)
Whole squad goin’ up, JACKBOYS on the loose (Yeah, yeah, bitch)

Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
We was wildin’, skippin’ school (Wildin’)
Now we can go make the (Ching ching)
Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
And this shit
Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
Shooters outside double parked
Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
She need an ass, it’s bought
Came to my chambers, we went wild
Drove the bitch crazy, gave ’em all miles
Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
Don’t need the pussy, I’m in and I’m out (I’m out)
Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
Hit my hoes when I’m in town (Yeah)
Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)

I’m with the gang, gang, gang, gang, BOYS hoppin’ out of coupes (Gang)
Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
I see you holdin’ out on my change, I’m needin’ all of the loot (Ching-ching)
When I’m ridin’ off on my side, best believe I got the scoop (My side)
I could make a hundred right now, give it all to the troops
Whole squad got the juice, send a stain like a flute (Ooh)
Whole squad goin’ up, JACKBOYS on the loose

Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
Young nigga rich, but I’m still from the trenches (Woo)
Luxury Tax, my water by G
Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
I’m passin’ out pills, I’ma geek up the VIP (Yeah)
One shot to the head and make sure he don’t miss
I fuck on the bitch, have her stalkin’ on Fifth
Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
Fifth got some vibes at the crib
Like, «I wanna fuck right now»
Keep hundred on hundreds for real
Bitch, I’m goin’ up right now
Bitch rollin’ some weed, you know gang in the stu’
Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
Models on models, this shit nothin’ new
You might catch some shots takin’ shots at the crew
I like my hoes by the two
Blew 800K on a coupe (Uh-huh, racks)
We fucked, it wasn’t nothin’ else to do (Ooh)
Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
This a hundred round drum, I got mob ties
Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
Now we only take jets for the hard times
Know I call up them killers, they gon’ slide
Bitch, I’m with the gang

I’m with the gang, gang, gang, gang, BOYS hoppin’ out of coupes (Gang)
Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (How, bitch?)
I see you holdin’ out on my change, I’m needin’ all of the loot (Ching-ching)
When I’m ridin’ off on my side, best believe I got the scoop (My side)
I could make a hundred right now, give it all to the troops
Whole squad got the juice (Ooh), send a stain like a flute (Ooh)
Whole squad goin’ up, JACKBOYS on the loose (Yeah)