Alte Gang

Ayy
Elk way, woi

I Dey the alte gang
You dey the alte cruise
Me and my guy Dey ball
We no come here to loss

I Dey the alte gang
You dey the alte cruise
Me and my guy dey ball
We no come here to loss

I am a prodigy fuck what you telling me
This ain't no felony, I got that melody
That's why they envy me, filled with that jealousy
My drip so heavenly, my chick got melanin

When i pull up Men that shit like a hurricane
Kill all this rappers we put them in body bags
Pass me that mic, bro I feel like a quarterback
Dior on me, ain't no way I'm gonna every slack

So many haters in the back they skimming
In the trap, bad B's they lurking
When I came through boy they said I won't make it
Style so weird plus they swear I look Asian

Hold up
Like wowowo I'm in my zone
There so much noise, we smoking loud

I Dey the alte gang
You dey the alte cruise
Me and my guy Dey ball
We no come here to loss

I Dey the alte gang
You dey the alte cruise
Me and my guy dey ball
We no come here to loss

When you're chilling with the gang no cameras
Close doors off light, omo you know the vibes
They wanna hang with us
They can't ride with us

So many chains on my neck it's clashing
White socks, hard bottoms I'm classy
This haters finna act like plastic
Got four shawdy in the back they nasty

And they wonder why the squad so fly
All night smoke weed get high
It's a vibe, my gees my slime
Double cross, four niggas on blast

Colorful trousers
My shit murders
Lyrical monster
Old school gangster

Bvlgari all up on my wrist
Your shawdy went down on her knees
Her panties all up in a twist

I Dey the alte gang
You dey the alte cruise
Me and my guy Dey ball
We no come here to loss

I Dey the alte gang
You dey the alte cruise
Me and my guy dey ball
We no come here to loss
Gang



Credits
Writer(s): Aiyemenre Emmanuel
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