YOU AIN’T GANG

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Sunshine Christo & Hank Chill - Rap

YOU AIN’T GANG

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[Chorus: Sunshine Christo] Who are you, you ain't gang No one looks at you that way Everyone knows that you're fake And one day your act will break Who are you, you ain't gang No one looks at you that way Everyone knows that you're fake And one day your act will break [Verse 1: Sunshine Christo] Fraud, niggas breaking laws Selling cocaine in their gym socks This ain't fun dip, make the money dip Selling pills to lil kids, middle schoolers hitting licks Just to buy some fucking beats The world is so dirty so why bother being clean Stuck in eternal sleep, sleeping off the pills I can't stop me, so who else will Got a RIAL Knife, got a new blade I'ma slit his wrists like I'm cutting up a snakе Who are you, you ain't gang No one looks at you that way Everyonе knows that you're fake And one day your act will break Fraud, niggas breaking laws Selling cocaine in their gym socks This ain't fun dip, make the money dip Selling pills to lil kids, middle schoolers hitting licks Just to buy some fucking beats The world is so dirty so why bother being clean Stuck in eternal sleep, sleeping off the pills I can't stop me, so who else will Got a RIAL Knife, got a new blade I'ma slit his wrists like cutting off a snake [Chorus: Sunshine Christo] Who are you, you ain't gang No one looks at you that way Everyone knows that you're fake And one day your act will break Who are you, you ain't gang No one looks at you that way Everyone knows that you're fake And one day your act will break Who are you, you ain't gang No one looks at you that way Everyone knows that you're fake And one day your act will break Who are you, you ain't gang No one looks at you that way Everyone here knows that you're fake And one day your act will break [Bridge: Sunshine Christo] Yeah, count it up, count it up [Verse 2: Hank Chill] Throw em off the cliff like Deception Pass You ain't gang, turn the volume down when you pass You ain't gang, oh you say you wanna carry that You ain't gang, hit your cover I'ma get him fast You a loser stuck on media consumption Integration, different number guns when I bust em In a major way, yeah we gonna pump em You ain't gang, ain't nobody fucking want ya It just depend on the mood what we do Put that clip to your tongue if you move Said you better kneel when you talking to us Yeah you feel depression when I'm aiming at you chumps

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  • Hank Chill
  • Sunshine Christo