Gangar (feat. Marc Andrews & Lucid Haze) [Remix]

My boys joining in for the Gangar remix Yeah, yeah, yeah, Marc Andrews Dímelo Blackwill Nothing but respect for my day ones Insomnia music I don't know if you really know Who you're fucking with But me and my niggas? We're with the shits They gonna call me wonder When they start seeing hits Said I'm Stevie Wonder Nigga I ain't seen shit Get my name out your mouth Who you fucking with? I got crazy motherfuckers that I'm running with Sumo pants with the pockets for the rockets, kid Shooting bullets with my tongue My words extendo clipped Woah Get my name out your mouth What you dripping in? Counting blues up in my coupe And why you looking in? Got position in this shit and I ain't made it yet Chase the bag and keep it walking No discussing it Woah Saca mi nombre de tu boca No hables mierda bo' El karma se encarga de ti No me encojono Una rubia me pasó la 40 adentro del club No la amo pero a ese booty le tengo love Saca mi nombre de tu boca No hables mierda bo' El karma se encarga de ti No me encojono Una rubia me pasó la 40 adentro del club No la amo pero a ese booty le tengo love Piel morena, pelo rubio Tiene stripper body Llegó a la disco, se convierte la dueña del party Que tumbao tiene la shorty No la chequean en la entrada Pasó media Z de mari Woaaah, rapido lo prendió En la disco siempre andamos Con los ojos super low Gafas tapan la nota A la vez combinan el flow No ando con gente feka You know, you know Ando con mi ganga como Bryant Pisamos la cueva y con sentirme la 40 se desmayan Ellos van pa donde vaya Facturamos lo que haya Y compramos las cadenas Himalayan Independiente yo no voy a vender el alma Pero pasa el fili que eso va a quemarse aquí con calma Dile Marcos De ellos se encargará el karma Aqui yo duermo con la puerta abierta, la glopeta y sin alarma I don't care about a pussy bitch If he's trying to catch up Match up with my flow switch Lucid hazing Purple blazing while we make the money Off the wall We're going crazy while we take the money Dead walking with my pockets full of greens Waist so heavy That I'll need to buy another pair of jeans They've been with me through the struggle Now they're with me when I juggle all these Bands, bands, bands You know what I mean All this smoke around I'm getting hazy I just hit my stride I'm going wavy All this shit I got goin' crazy I'm just tryna live a life so amazing I got shooters with me, nigga, shooters I ain't talking hoopers Get the Rutger, bring it straight up to you I ain't bout to do it, nah I got twins for that Send word, then they going straight in for that, yeah I just gotta know why you keep on eyeing me I just need to know why you keep on trying me Groovy, pull up real gully like "yeah I'm with the shits, nigga" I don't like the funny type, get you niggas hit nigga! She thinks she dancing on my glock But she dancing on my dick Gangar on the block Wrists are heavy like a brick Post up with the ghost, Lambo purple dipped Poke em mane, test your grip With that haunter grip Gangar on my teeth Gangar on my wrist Gangar on my whip Gangar what I drip Get my name out your mouth Who you fucking with? I got crazy motherfuckers that I'm running with Sumo pants with the pockets for the rockets, kid Shooting bullets with my tongue My words extendo clipped Woah Saca mi nombre de tu boca No hables mierda bo' El karma se encarga de ti No me encojono Una rubia me pasó la 40 adentro del club No la amo pero a ese booty le tengo love