Yammy Gang (Explicit) - A$AP Ferg/A$AP Mob/Tatiana Paulino

Lyrics by：Darold Brown/Magnus August Høiberg/Peder Losnegård/Rakim Mayers/Jamel Phillips/Tariq Devega

Composed by：Darold Brown/Magnus August Høiberg/Peder Losnegård/Rakim Mayers/Jamel Phillips/Tariq Devega

All of my n***as gon' ride all of my n***as gon' ride

We gon' mob

All of my n***as gon' ride all of my n***as gon' ride

We gon' mob

All of my n***as gon' ride all of my n***as gon' ride

We gon' mob

All of my n***as gon' ride all of my n***as gon' ride

We gon' mob

All of my n***as gon' ride all of my n***as gon' ride

We gon' mob

All of my n***as gon' ride all of my n***as gon' ride

We gon' mob

All of my n***as gon' ride all of my n***as gon' ride

We gon' mob

All of my n***as gon' ride

When you f**kin' with the mob hit 'em in the jaw

All of my n***as bi-polar lean in the pour up

Mix it with Xan now you tore up

Runnin' with my gang bumpin' that Keef in the hoop

It's motivatin' my soldiers

Don't keep the gun in the holster

Hide it in Tommy hopin' they don't pull you over

Coppers on the block tappin' on the Motorola

Gotta keep the f**kin' beeper on you

All of my killers is ridin' with me for the night yeah

Flacko just hit me like he just landed from

Dubai yeah yeah yeah

See what's in the club what b***hes is f**kin' tonight yeah

Is it you you or you you

If your man talkin' s**t then I shoot

Like doot-doot-doot-doot

All of my n***as gon' ride all of my n***as gon' ride

We gon' mob

All of my n***as gon' ride all of my n***as gon' ride

We gon' mob

All of my n***as gon' ride all of my n***as gon' ride

We gon' mob

All of my n***as gon' ride

Blat-blat-blat-blat-blat

Yammy gang gang say my name five times

Candymane-mane-mane-mane-mane

B***hes on my hotline bling

Thank you Basedgod brang-dang-dang-dang

Me and Pop f**k the same hoes

Beat the P***y like the Wayans bros

Bang-bang-bang-bang like Chiefy Sosa

Flocka with the fuego

Run at any case money be the case

Murder be the case better call the lawyer

Try to beat the case try to flee the states

Cry to immigration n***a thought I told you

Nut on her face bought her shades

I pull up pull all on her face

P***y get murdered every day bruh

Yammy gang yammy gang yammy gang

Gang blat gang up gang up

Yammy gang yammy gang yammy gang

My n***as set it on any man

2016 we got bigger plans

I might go bleach in that boo pack

I might go home but don't talk to me

Yeezus Jesus walk with me

Last year bein' broke

If you ain't talkin' money don't talk to me

Yamborghini high

Diamonds in the rain made the hall of fame

Prosper be the gang

Always gotta strive I could never change

Word to yams

I'll smack a n***a in his skinny pants yeah

High as hell

Man I'm fly as well do the Diddy dance

Yeah

Yamborghini gang

Gang gang gang gang gang

Yammy gang

Gang gang gang gang gang

This the AAP gang

Gang gang gang rapapataka

This is for all my beautiful people around the world

My son was a genius I wanna continue his legacy