Gang Shit V2 by REMORSE666 Lyrics
[Chorus: REMORSE666]
Born in New Jersey
Bitch I'm boutta snap
NCM JD, got the gang behind my back
Pussy talking shit I'm finna pull up with the gat
Run a train on that bitch but her ass hella flat
Yeehat, Spathi, Star Control
Immortal Sin, I'm on a roll
2018 Super Bowl
The Eagles won, its time to troll
[Verse 1: REMORSE666]
The bitches I’m fucking then doubled up
I pour water in my double cup
You bitches be softer then honey buns
Just bought a new heater I love new guns
I did this shit fuck the obstacles
They told me this shit was impossible
But none of they theories was possible
I’m seeing shit clear with no opticals
[Bridge: NCM JD]
Aye man, NCM gang shit man, coming in this bitch
Niggas chasing money man, lets gеt it
Immortal Sin on the way
[Verse 2: NCM JD]
NCM, N, it's like it's a collab
Run up a check, and wе chasing the bag
I hit from the back, while I'm smacking her ass
I'm chasing a check tryna get to the cash
My niggas is snapping, they breaking the law
She eating my dick, and my dick in her jaw
I ran up a check, and you know 'ima ball
I might fuck on your bitch, I might give her a call
[Verse 3: NCM JD]
I got the juice and there is no debating
717, my label the greatest
I'm stamping on niggas, the niggas that hating
I'm racking up fines, you know I ain't paying
Went to the dealer, said "fuck what you saying"
Go to the cut, and you know what it is
I ain't giving you shit, and you know you a lick, and I'm smoking this gas, it smell like some piss
[Verse 4: NCM JD]
Run up on you, and you know you get frisked
38 on me, like nigga you burnt
When I hate hoes, I'm leaving 'em hurt
When I see your bitch, yeah you know 'ima flirt
If you in the wrong, you get put in the dirt
Going so fast, my tires might skirt
Smoking this gas, I'm high like a bird
On my NCM shit I stay true to my word (Gang)
[Verse 5: REMORSE666]
Yo momma a bitch
That bitch a m' fucking snitch
Leaving holes right in yo head
Pull up with pole, and I leaving y’all dead
Bitch I pull up with scope
Water whipping with the pope
Bitch I'm always smoking dope
Try me lil bitch I’m a foe
[Chorus: REMORSE666]
Born in New Jersey
Bitch I'm boutta snap
NCM JD, got the gang behind my back
Pussy talking shit I'm finna pull up with the gat
Run a train on that bitch but her ass hella flat
Yeehat, Spathi, Star Control
Immortal Sin, I'm on a roll
2018 Super Bowl
The Eagles won, its time to troll (Bitch)
Born in New Jersey
Bitch I'm boutta snap
NCM JD, got the gang behind my back
Pussy talking shit I'm finna pull up with the gat
Run a train on that bitch but her ass hella flat
Yeehat, Spathi, Star Control
Immortal Sin, I'm on a roll
2018 Super Bowl
The Eagles won, its time to troll
[Verse 1: REMORSE666]
The bitches I’m fucking then doubled up
I pour water in my double cup
You bitches be softer then honey buns
Just bought a new heater I love new guns
I did this shit fuck the obstacles
They told me this shit was impossible
But none of they theories was possible
I’m seeing shit clear with no opticals
[Bridge: NCM JD]
Aye man, NCM gang shit man, coming in this bitch
Niggas chasing money man, lets gеt it
Immortal Sin on the way
[Verse 2: NCM JD]
NCM, N, it's like it's a collab
Run up a check, and wе chasing the bag
I hit from the back, while I'm smacking her ass
I'm chasing a check tryna get to the cash
My niggas is snapping, they breaking the law
She eating my dick, and my dick in her jaw
I ran up a check, and you know 'ima ball
I might fuck on your bitch, I might give her a call
[Verse 3: NCM JD]
I got the juice and there is no debating
717, my label the greatest
I'm stamping on niggas, the niggas that hating
I'm racking up fines, you know I ain't paying
Went to the dealer, said "fuck what you saying"
Go to the cut, and you know what it is
I ain't giving you shit, and you know you a lick, and I'm smoking this gas, it smell like some piss
[Verse 4: NCM JD]
Run up on you, and you know you get frisked
38 on me, like nigga you burnt
When I hate hoes, I'm leaving 'em hurt
When I see your bitch, yeah you know 'ima flirt
If you in the wrong, you get put in the dirt
Going so fast, my tires might skirt
Smoking this gas, I'm high like a bird
On my NCM shit I stay true to my word (Gang)
[Verse 5: REMORSE666]
Yo momma a bitch
That bitch a m' fucking snitch
Leaving holes right in yo head
Pull up with pole, and I leaving y’all dead
Bitch I pull up with scope
Water whipping with the pope
Bitch I'm always smoking dope
Try me lil bitch I’m a foe
[Chorus: REMORSE666]
Born in New Jersey
Bitch I'm boutta snap
NCM JD, got the gang behind my back
Pussy talking shit I'm finna pull up with the gat
Run a train on that bitch but her ass hella flat
Yeehat, Spathi, Star Control
Immortal Sin, I'm on a roll
2018 Super Bowl
The Eagles won, its time to troll (Bitch)