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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
A$AP Rocky
Vocals
Moby
Sampled Artist
Khloe Anna
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rakim Mayers
Songwriter
Hector Delgado
Composer
Chloe Danquah
Songwriter
Jordan Xavier Garrett
Songwriter
Richard Melville Hall
Songwriter
Scott Mescudi
Songwriter
Clifford Harris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
A$AP Rocky
Producer
Hector Delgado
Recording Engineer
Jordie X
Additional Producer
Sam Houselander
Recording Engineer
Barry McCready
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Gang, gang, gang
They talkin' down on my name
Don't let them run off with the name
Man, I just run with the gang
A$AP boys came with the flame
Gang, gang
They talkin' down on the gang
They wanna rep with the name
But this ain't no regular name
Gang, gang
They tryna run with the name
I might pull up with 3Ks
But I do not fuck with no claim
[Verse 2]
Gang, gang
Them boys not flexin' the same
I'm done with adjusting to fame
Pull up on your set, leave a stain
Gang, gang
I tell her come fuck with the gang
I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang
It's time to fuck up the whole game
[Verse 3]
Come fuck with the mob
Shout out to the lords and the gods
In love with my bitch 'cause she bi
My ice like the stars
I tell that bitch, "Cover your eyes"
'Cause fuckin' with me, you go blind
She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and 'Blonde'
Convincin' my bitch to go blonde
Was born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds
On Yams and that's word to my moms
Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat
A bunch of shit from a long time ago
The bigger they are, the harder they fall
Like dominoes, ****, geronimos
When it's my time to go, adios, vamanos
Flacko no Dominicano, but eat the tostones with plàtanos
Dealing with life and its highs and lows
I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed
I guess it's called livin', shit, I suppose
I'm on my live alone, die VLONE
Ain't talkin' 'bout spendin' or buyin' clothes
I'm 'bout my business, but I'm alone
I still had the vision when I was broke
Fuckin' on bitches and foreign hoes
Flyin' out womens to boring shows
I pray to God I don't overdose
[Verse 4]
I put A$AP on my tat
I put New York on the map
I put the gang on the flame
They gon' remember the name
They robbin' boys for the chains
I got Goyard by the sack
I got the boof by the pack
I fuck your boo on her back
[Verse 5]
Gang, gang
Them boys not flexin' the same
I'm done with adjusting to fame
Pull up on your set, leave a stain
Gang, gang
I tell her come fuck with the gang
I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang
It's time to fuck up the whole game
[Verse 6]
They tryna front on the gang, they gon' remember my name
They tryna front on the gang
Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame
[Verse 7]
True to truth somehow
But never truly lied at all, then and now
True to truth somehow
But never truly lied at all, then and now
[Verse 8]
True to truth somehow
But never truly lied at all, then and now
True to truth somehow
But never truly lied at all, then and now
(In my dreams, I'm dying all the time)
[Verse 9]
True to truth somehow
Never truly lied at all
(Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)
But never truly lied at all
But never truly lied at all, then and now
(I never meant to hurt you)
Then and now (I never meant to lie)
Written by: Chloe Danquah, Clifford Harris, Hector Delgado, Jordan Xavier Garrett, Rakim Mayers, Richard Melville Hall, Scott Mescudi