"Elegant & Gang" Lyrics

I don't wanna get it
That I don't wanna go no w(nah, nah, nah)
(Mmm, nah, nah, nah)
(Ghost Killer Track, bébé)
Yeah

Gown man, I ain't in my feeling on the 'Gram (no)
Slowed down, now I'm only schemin' for the fam (yeah)
We both rap, but I ain't competin' with you, gang
Tryna cop a crib in yard, so when you see me gotta turn
I'm glad you came, I felt so lonely
Glad you came, I felt so lonely (lonely)
So glad you came (so glad you came)
Yeah, and you be snappin' what I got you
Showin' people what I bought you (yeah)
All your hatin' cousins better watch the way I spoil you (yeah)
All them jealous bitches that was hopin' that you leave
Hope to see them diamonds on you and it makes them weak
'Cause your friend got a man that beats her up and fuckin' cheats (how?)
Been tryna give my lady a vibe, she got a cheek
Toast to them bitches, toast to them niggas (gah)
Not a Tweet, driving lessons, hundred grand Jeep

Fast car like Lewis Ham', Ham', Ham'
Thirty-two degrees, golden tan, tan, tan (ah)
I think I'm your number one fan, fan, fan (ah-hah)
How you so elegant and so gang, gang, gang? (Uh-huh)
Two-hundred on the dash, Autobahn, bahn, bahn
So elegant and still gang, gang, gang
So elegant and still gang, gang
Don't worry 'bout your ex
No nigga fuck my lady but me, that's my biggest flex

Yeah, I'm with the bro (yeah)
And he can't put his pole down, that's all he knows
Sort your mummy issues out 'cause when you grow, they'll show
Some of the realest niggas I know end up breedin' some hoes
Stayin' on my feet, I been standin' on my arm
Rich nigga shit, I will never fold
If I hit the bitch, she ain't never told (yeah)
Fast life, I been reapin' what I sold

Fast car like Lewis Ham', Ham', Ham'
Thirty-two degrees, golden tan, tan, tan (ah)
I think I'm your number one fan, fan, fan (ah-hah)
How you so elegant and so gang, gang, gang? (Uh-huh)
Two-hundred on the dash, Autobahn, bahn, bahn (yeah)
So elegant and still gang, gang, gang (yeah)
So elegant and still gang, gang
Don't worry 'bout your ex
No nigga fuck my lady but me, that's my biggest flex

Body count, I love the bitch, that's why I'm with her (why I'm with her)
Malibu, we on the beach, we eatin' dinner (eatin' dinner)
Kinda crazy you been changing how I think
I'm just watchin' Sky Sports in this Range, you know how I'm in
Made a mill' when all the patience was a thing (a thing)
Said you with me but you wasn't fully in (fully in)
Said you're glad that I came, I know (I know)
Said you're glad that I came, I know (you did)
Off a Perc', remember me that night? I was feelin' vulnerable (yeah)
Off a 30, should've took a 5, irresponsible
Ate the pussy on a dirty Sprite, I was vulnerable
Flipped a dirty 9, I feel those niggas comin' close (close)
Pretty bitch with confidence, I love it when you moan (uh-oh)
You thought you saw LB, that was Beezo, that's the clone
I pull up Lewis Ham', Ham'
Thousands on your skin tan
I won't let you go

Fast car like Lewis Ham', Ham', Ham'
Thirty-two degrees, golden tan, tan, tan (ah)
I think I'm your number one fan, fan, fan (ah-hah)
How you so elegant and so gang, gang, gang? (Uh-huh)
Two-hundred on the dash, Autobahn, bahn, bahn
So elegant and still gang, gang, gang
So elegant and still gang, gang
Don't worry 'bout your ex
No nigga fuck my lady but me, that's my biggest flex

Gown man, I ain't in my feeling on the 'Gram
Slowed down, now I'm only schemin' for the fam
We both rap, but I ain't competin' with you, gang
Tryna cop a crib in yard, so when you see me gotta turn
I'm glad you came, I felt so lonely
Glad you came, I felt so lonely (lonely)
So glad you came (so glad you came)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
So glad you came (glad you came)