Gan-Ga (Uptown Remix) lyrics

[Letra de "Gan-Ga (Uptown Remix)"]

[Intro: Lil Tjay & French Montana]
Ganga
Montana
Lanalizer got the fire
Ganga
You know what it is when you hear that
Prada (Haan)
Rrr-ra
A'ight

[Refrán: French Montana]
Montana still up in the field (A'ight)
Shorty tip-toin' on her heels (A'ight)
Got the big mansion on the hills (A'ight)
No education

[Coro: Bryant Myers, Lil Tjay, French Montana]
Por eso es que yo ando con mi ganga (Ganga)
Al armero le compramo' lo' AR y lo' AK (AK; prr)
Seteciento' en el cuello, te muere' si trata' (Trata'; trata')
Aquí no hay miedo, cabrón, lo' tuyo' se trancan (Prr-ra; haan)
Por eso es que yo ando con mi ganga (Ganga)
Al armero le compramo' lo' AR y lo' AK (AK; Upph)
Seteciento' en el cuello, te muere' si trata' (Hmm; yeah)
Aquí no hay miedo, cabrón, lo' tuyo' se trancan (Swish; they call me Young Wepa), yeah
[Verso 1: French Montana]
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Know my time is frío, doin' merengue
Shinin' like Neal, bald head (Woo)
I been ballin' like Paul Pierce (Swish), took the money then I'm all ears
When I shoot, always agua (Agua)
Montana with the matas, no cap, drive top
Servin' coke, without the cola
Fanta rose when I roll up
24 carat gold, lights, camera, action, pose (Pose)
Aspers, not the Poconos (No)
Servin' bungows in the bungalows (Bungalows)
AP dipped in rose gold (Rose gold)
Half a ticket what the show cost (Montana, hey)

[Verso 2: Bryant Myers]
AP rose (Rose), my neck froze (Wuh)
Par de hoes (Yeah), pus*y, clothes (Woh)
Versa, Dolce (Yeah), Ferra, Porsche (Wuh)
Moñas crunch (Gring)

[Verso 3: Lil Tjay]
I heard there's n*ggas out here lookin' for me
Don't let them n*ggas catch you while you on E
My shootas carry hollow tips that's OD
And when this hit don't run and tell the police (Don't you run and tell the police)
I been on the low, low
Killas they on go, go
n*ggas always talkin', why you puttin' on a show for? (Show for)
Money comin' rapid, we ain't worried 'bout no popo
We carry them sticks and bounce around like it's a pogo (Like a pogo)
Kicks on my door low, SB on the logo
Do this sh*t for $melly, it's like everything for bro, bro (Everything for bro, bro)
Sour got me dumb high
Run up you a dumb guy
Wet a n*gga up right in the street and let the sun dry
Bruh, this n*gga's lung fried
Snitch and we gon' kill you (Kill you, uh)
Actin' like you with it, don't forget I know the real you (I know the real you)
b*tches on my body tryna give me mozzy
Addicted to this lifestyle now this sh*t a hobby
[Coro: Bryant Myers & Lil Tjay]
Por eso es que yo ando con mi ganga (Ganga)
Al armero le compramo' lo' AR y lo' AK (AK; prr)
Seteciento' en el cuello, te muere' si trata' (Trata'; trata')
Aquí no hay miedo, cabrón, lo' tuyo' se trancan, yeah (Prr-ra; eh-eh)
Por eso es que yo ando con mi ganga (Ganga)
Al armero le compramo' lo' AR y lo' AK (AK)
Seteciento' en el cuello, te muere' si trata' (Trata'; ah)
Aquí no hay miedo, cabrón, lo' tuyo' se trancan, yeah

[Outro: Bryant Myers]
Bry-Bry-Bry-Bry-Bryant My-
Bryant Myers
This is the remix
Dímelo, French
Dímelo, Lil Tjay
What's poppin'?
Millo Gang Music
Richie Rich
Cromo "La X"