Elegant & Gang

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I don't wanna get it
 But I don't know where to go tonight (mm, nah, nah)
 Mm, nah, nah, nah
 Ghost Killer Track, bébé
 Yeah
 Grown man, I ain't in my feelings on the 'Gram (nah)
 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 and yard so when you see me, got a tan (ski)
 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 they see them diamonds on you, and it makes them weak
 Cah your friend got a man that beats her up and fuckin' cheats (how?)
 But tryna give my lady advice, she got a cheek
 Toast to them bitches, toast to them niggas (yeah)
 Not a Tweet, driving lessons, hundred grand Jeep (ski, ski, ski)
 Fast car like Lewis Ham', Ham', Ham' (ha)
 32 degrees, golden tan, tan, tan (aha)
 I think I'm your number one fan, fan, fan (aha)
 How you so elegant and so gang, gang, gang? (Aha)
 200 on the dash, autobahn, bahn, bahn
 So elegant, and still gang, gang, gang
 So elegant, and still gang, gang (ski)
 Don't worry 'bout your ex (ski)
 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 (brrt)
 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 own (own)
 Rich nigga shit, I will never fold (fold)
 If I hit the bitch, she ain't never told (yeah)
 Fast life, I been reapin' what I sow
 Fast car like Lewis Ham', Ham', Ham'
 32 degrees, golden tan, tan, tan (aha)
 I think I'm your number one fan, fan, fan (aha)
 How you so elegant and so gang, gang, gang? (Aha)
 200 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 (ski)
 Body count, I love the bitch, that's why I'm with her (why I'm with her)
 Malibu, eat on the beach, we eatin' dinner (eatin' dinner)
 Kinda crazy you been changin' how I think
 I'm just watchin' Sky Sports in this Rangey that I'm in
 Made a mill and all the patience was a thing (yeah)
 Said you're with me, but you wasn't fully in (fully in)
 Said that you're glad that I came, I know (I know)
 Said that you're glad that I came, I know (I know, ya' dig?)
 Off a Perc', remember me that night? I was feelin' vulnerable (yeah)
 Off a 30, should've took a five, irresponsible
 Ate that pussy on the dirty Sprite, I was honourable (that's right)
 Grip the 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' (ah)
 32 degrees, golden tan, tan, tan (aha)
 I think I'm your number one fan, fan, fan (aha)
 How you so elegant and so gang, gang, gang? (Aha)
 200 on the dash, autobahn, bahn, bahn
 So elegant, and still gang, gang, gang
 So elegant, and still gang, gang (ski)
 Don't worry 'bout your ex (ski)
 No nigga fuck my lady but me, that's my biggest flex
 Grown man, I ain't in my feelings 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 and yard so when you see me, got a tan
 I'm glad you came, I felt so lonely
 Glad you came, I felt so lonely
 So glad you came (glad you came)
 Yeah, yeah, yeah
 So glad you came (glad you came)
 

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Duration
03:25
Key
9
Tempo
100 BPM

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