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GANG GANG

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JACKBOYS GANG GANG SONG DETAILS

Jackboys & Sheck Wes Gang Gang Lyrics. “GANG GANG” is a collaboration between Cactus Jack Records artists Sheck Wes, Travis Scott, Luxury Tax and Don Toliver. The superstars team up to boast about their mob ties and loyalty to their respective gangs.

A music video for the track subsequently released on December 28th, 2019, a day after the track and project’s official release. The visuals feature the Cactus Jack artists smoking and hanging out in a junkyard, where they also flex expensive cars.

The song’s instrumental continues the string background used on the previous track in the track listing, “INTRO.”

JACKBOYS GANG GANG SONG INFO

Song : Gang Gang

Album : Jackboys

Produced By : VOU & WondaGurl

Written By : Luxury Tax, WondaGurl, Noah Sammak, Travis Scott, Sheck Wes & Don Toliver

Language : English

Release Date : 27 December 2019

JACKBOYS GANG GANG SONG LYRICS

[Sheck Wes:]

What the fuck is we doin'

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Gang, back in the stu' (Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)

Uh, yeah, gang back in the stu' (Gang)

Young nigga win, win, win, win (Bitch), how can I lose? (Ha, bitch)

Uh, how can I lose? (Ha, bitch), uh, how can I lose? (Yeah)

I ain't with the gang, gang, gang, gang (Bitch), finna gon' shoot (Squa)

Me and Trav' in the coupe (Scoo'), paparazzi research the route (Yeah, uh)

Uh, yeah, see your bitch gettin' loose, huh

I'm in LA with the views, huh (Yeah), I'm in LA with your boo (Yeah)

[Travis Scott (Sheck Wes):]

It's lit

We on the quest with the tribe (I bought it)

It's way too late pickin' sides (Go, yeah)

Jack make them boys come alive (Then what?)

Better not fuck up the vibe (It's Travis)

Runnin' this shit with a stride

(You know my gang with the flies)

[Don Toliver, (Sheck Wes):]

I'm with the gang, gang, gang, gang, boys hoppin' out of coupes, gang

I'm switching' lanes tryna maintain, duckin' boys in the blue

I see you holdin' all of my chains, I need 'em all on the loose (Ching, ching)

When I ride it off of my side, best believe I got the scoop, scoop

I could make a hundred right now, give it all to the troops

Whole squad got the juice (Yeah), see the stain like the flu (Yeah)

Whole squad goin' up, up, Jack Boys on the loose (Yeah, yeah, bitch)

[Sheck Wes {Travis Scott}:]

In the H, rippin' Screw (Screw)

Flamin' Harlem with the goons {It's lit, yeah}

We was wylin', skippin' school (Wylin')

Now we kick 'em, make the- (Ching, ching)

Now we kick 'em, make the millions

Tryna down my crew {I'm tilt}

Cactus Jack on my shoe, it is li

I came from the mud straight to the top (Yeah)

Shooters outside double parked

I'm from New York, she like how I talk

She need a ass, it's bought

Kid in my chambers, we went wild

Sure, that bitch, crazy, gave more mouth

Sorry young Jacques, nose goin' down

Smokin' that Jack, get it by the pound {Straight up}

Don't need the pussy, I'm in and I'm out (I'm out)

Sittin' here smokin' that loud

Hit my hoes when I'm in town (Yeah)

They know who got the scouts (Zoom)

[Don Toliver, (Sheck Wes & Travis Scott):]

I'm with the gang, gang, gang, gang, boys hoppin' out of coupes (Gang)

I'm switching' lanes tryna maintain, duckin' boys in the blue (Bitch)

I see you holdin' all of my chains (Yeah), I need 'em all on the loose (Yeah, yeah, ching, ching)

When I ride it off of my side, best believe I got the scoop, the scoop

I could make a hundred right now, give it all to the troops (Ooh)

Whole squad got the juice, see the stain like the flu (Ooh, ah)

Whole squad goin' up (Ooh), Jack Boys on the loose (Yeah)

[Luxury Tax, (Don Toliver), {Both}:]

Yeah

I'm from the North where they robbin' and killin' (Woo, woo)

Young nigga rich but I'm still from the trenches (Woo)

Luxury Tax, my water by G

P-I-R-U, bitch, I bang what I bleed (Ooh)

I'm passin' up pills, I'ma geek at the 'Ville (Yeah)

One shot to the head and make sure it don't miss (Ooh)

I fuck on the bitch I been stalkin' on 5th (Yeah)

Start pourin' it back, they say it don't exist, at all

Fifth got some rounds {at the crib}

Like, {"I wanna fuck right not"

Keep hunnids on hunnids for real

Bitch, I'm goin' up right now}

Bitch, roll up some weed, you know gang in the stu'

Bottles on bottles, 1942

Models on models, this shit nothin' new

You might catch some shots takin' shots at the crew

I like my hoes by the two

Blew eight hundred K on a coupe (Uh-huh, racks)

We fucked, there wasn't none else to do (Ooh)

You play with La Flame, I'ma shoot, racks

This a hundred round drum, I got mob ties

This a double M truck, ain't no broke vibes

Now we only take jets for the hard times

Know I call up them killers, they gon' slide

Bitch, I'm with the gang

[Don Toliver, (Sheck Wes), {Luxury Tax}:]

I'm with the gang, gang, gang, gang, boys hoppin' out of coupes {Gang}

I'm switching' lanes tryna maintain, duckin' boys in the blue (Bitch)

I see you holdin' all of my chains, I need 'em all on the loose (Ching, ching)

When I ride it off of my side, best believe I got the scoop, northside

I could make a hundred right now, give it all to the troops, take that to the troops

Whole squad got the juice (Ooh), see the stain like the flu, ooh

Whole squad goin' up (Up), Jack Boys on the loose (Yeah)

JACKBOYS GANG GANG SONG VIDEO

Jackboys Lyrics And Tracklist

* Highest In The Room (Remix)

* Gang Gang

* Had Enough

* Out West

* What To Do?

* Gatti