​ravergang lyrics

[Intro]
Ain't sh*t ch- Ain't sh*t ch-
Ain't sh*t change, still f*ckin' and rappin'
Two bad b*tches here, Cartier glasses, huh
Her friend got pornography habits
Give me that b*tch!
But, sir!

[Verse]
Rollie gang, Rollie gang, Rollie gang (pgLang, fool)
Hundred thousand on her, she know she gang (She's hot)
Rover gang, Rover gang, Rover gang (Rover gang)
Range brothers out the roof, we're not the Wayans (We're not the Wayans)
b*tch, I hate to tell the truth, we're not the same (He's Baby Keem)
I'm with my Rover brother and we're runnin' game (Range Rover)
Whippin' rubber bands on the meatloaf
Overseas, tidy up for me 'fore I get home
Take one, take two, take three, heave it
Stop hidin' comments under your sleeve, n*gga, believe it

[Outro]
Why your boyfriend keep on lookin' for me, is he Jesus?
Let's get this sh*t, let's get this sh*t
Let's get this sh*t, let's, hmm
Top of the mornin', top of the mornin', top of the mornin'
Top of the mornin', top of the mornin'
Top of the mornin', top of the mornin'
Hold on, let's get this sh*t, let's get this
Let's get this shi-hi-hi-hi