Текст песни Chevy Woods - She In Love

Yea Yea
Uh, you know we the Gang, baby

She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang
She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang
She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang
She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang

I'm on chill just rollin' my planes
You and your friends can roll with my gang
Chuck T's on in case there's champagne
Them lames shootin' there game with no aim
We be places that they can't go
White girls act to fool off, yeah, yo
Cool ass G's just doin' my dance
Plastic on me, bands in my hand
Name another gang that do it like we
Hindu Kush, Sour OG
She for the team, she all about weed
Let's finish these dudes then we gonna leave
Girl, let's live for a minute,
Slow it down for a second
Let a G like me get high for a second
Face down, yeah,
Lemme get your mind for a second
Eyes closed
And it felt like I was blind for a second
I ain't even mention my name
She just playin' a part in my game
Car crash, bend her frame
Then it's back to gettin' my chain
Ain't nutin' better than countin' that cash
Smokin' out a big bag
Ain't nutin' better than countin' that cash
See me smokin' out a big bag
Yea

She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang
She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang
She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang
She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang

She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang
She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang
She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang
She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang

Look here, girl
I be so blow
They ain't on the same road
They be doin' too much with they clothes
Spendin' all they flip on that po
We just chillin'
Poppin' them bottles
Can't see them like where's Waldo?
They just rollin' on manual
Me, I'm rollin' on idol
Heard you mad, 'cause they follow
Won't see them 'til tomorrow
She playin' a role of head honcho
Passenger of my car, bro
Hate the smell of cigar smoke
Tipsy how we both be
So much smoke a nigga can't see
Ten more to go, I only smoke three
So lemme blow for a minute
Can I smoke for a minute?
Gotta have a few roll before I hop in it
Lemme blow for a minute
Can I smoke for a minute?
Gotta have a few roll before I hop in it
Mama, be cool 'cause you with the Gang
They talk about us 'cause they can't do the same
Trick Daddy, okay, uh huh
What's up? Shut up!

She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang
She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang
She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang
She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang

She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang
She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang
She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang
She say she in love with my gang
She in love with my gang