Gandalf
She wanna fly to meet the gang we on death star
Kinda feel like i'm a Migo cause im taking off
Got a stripper on my wrist call her Kristal
I pull up wit the sticc feel like Gandalf
She putting all my chains on
Diamonds they colored like crayons
white girls they on me no blacc swan
Realist my gang they only ones
We smoked a pacc she thinking we done
Asthma attack she filling her lungs
Im feeling restless cause I am young
I can not kick it I am not chun
Like Tyler im killing them all
Breaking trees like Paul
I wanna ball
All of these niggas they soft
Sealed her tomb like Croft
I need the cake
all of these hoes in my face
Smoking that gas you know that it stank
Out on the yard like I am Hank
Schoolboy Q her face blank
Oh me oh my
Too high third eye
Before I die
Imma touch the sky
She playing my songs she wanna vibe
Im on a quest she calling it tribe
Fucc wit my gang you dead or alive
They leaving you down no revives
I got the gas n you running on E
Your girl calling cause she feeling lonely
She wanna fly to meet the gang we on death star
Kinda feel like i'm a Migo cause im taking off
Got a stripper on my wrist call her Kristal
I pull up wit the stick feel like Gandalf
She putting all my chains on
Diamonds they colored like crayons
Ahite girls they on me no blacc swan
Realist my gang they only ones
We smoked a pacc she thinking we done
Asthma attack she filling her lungs
Im feeling restless cause I am young
I can not kick it I am not chun
Like Tyler im killing them all
Breaking trees like Paul
I wanna ball
All of these niggas they soft
Sealed her tomb like croft
I need the cake
All of these hoes in my face
Smoking that gas you know that it stank
Out on the yard like I am Hank
Schoolboy Q her face blank
We smoked a pacc she thinking we done
We smoked a pacc she thinking we done
We smoked a pacc she thinking we done
Asthma attack she filling her lungs
You fucc wit my gang you dead or alive
You fucc wit my gang you dead or alive
You fucc wit my gang you dead or alive
They leaving you down no revives
She wanna fly to meet the gang we on death star
Kinda feel like i'm a Migo cause im taking off
Got a stripper on my wrist call her Kristal
I pull up wit the stick feel like Gandalf
She putting all my chains on
Diamonds they colored like crayons
White girls they on me no blacc swan
Realist my gang they only ones
Kinda feel like i'm a Migo cause im taking off
Got a stripper on my wrist call her Kristal
I pull up wit the sticc feel like Gandalf
She putting all my chains on
Diamonds they colored like crayons
white girls they on me no blacc swan
Realist my gang they only ones
We smoked a pacc she thinking we done
Asthma attack she filling her lungs
Im feeling restless cause I am young
I can not kick it I am not chun
Like Tyler im killing them all
Breaking trees like Paul
I wanna ball
All of these niggas they soft
Sealed her tomb like Croft
I need the cake
all of these hoes in my face
Smoking that gas you know that it stank
Out on the yard like I am Hank
Schoolboy Q her face blank
Oh me oh my
Too high third eye
Before I die
Imma touch the sky
She playing my songs she wanna vibe
Im on a quest she calling it tribe
Fucc wit my gang you dead or alive
They leaving you down no revives
I got the gas n you running on E
Your girl calling cause she feeling lonely
She wanna fly to meet the gang we on death star
Kinda feel like i'm a Migo cause im taking off
Got a stripper on my wrist call her Kristal
I pull up wit the stick feel like Gandalf
She putting all my chains on
Diamonds they colored like crayons
Ahite girls they on me no blacc swan
Realist my gang they only ones
We smoked a pacc she thinking we done
Asthma attack she filling her lungs
Im feeling restless cause I am young
I can not kick it I am not chun
Like Tyler im killing them all
Breaking trees like Paul
I wanna ball
All of these niggas they soft
Sealed her tomb like croft
I need the cake
All of these hoes in my face
Smoking that gas you know that it stank
Out on the yard like I am Hank
Schoolboy Q her face blank
We smoked a pacc she thinking we done
We smoked a pacc she thinking we done
We smoked a pacc she thinking we done
Asthma attack she filling her lungs
You fucc wit my gang you dead or alive
You fucc wit my gang you dead or alive
You fucc wit my gang you dead or alive
They leaving you down no revives
She wanna fly to meet the gang we on death star
Kinda feel like i'm a Migo cause im taking off
Got a stripper on my wrist call her Kristal
I pull up wit the stick feel like Gandalf
She putting all my chains on
Diamonds they colored like crayons
White girls they on me no blacc swan
Realist my gang they only ones
Credits
Writer(s): Lamont Cotton
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