Calboy – Gang Gang (Audio, Lyrics)

Calboy is back again with ‘Gang Gang”. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song produced by Foster, Hurtboy AG & Noah Mejia.

Calboy Gang Gang

Last week, Calboy hit us with a loosie in the form of “Percosex,” and the rapper keeps the new music coming today with “Gang Gang.” It’s unclear if these cuts will be attached to a larger project at the moment, as of right now, Cal is still promoting the deluxe edition of his Long Live The Kings EP.

Where “Percosex” found Calboy in his feelings, sing-rapping about a girl over a melancholy guitar riff. “Gang Gang,” as the name might indicate already, is a little bit tougher, and a little bit louder. The production is jumpy and features an array of instruments, making for a slightly sporadic if not jazzy affair. The cover art is a deep purple, as though it’s dipped in lean, with a creepy figure sitting menacingly in the corner– it’s definitely got Halloween-esque vibes, which leads us to wonder what else Calboy has coming as we approach the spooky holiday.

Calboy – Gang Gang (prod. Foster, Hurtboy AG & Noah Mejia)

https://soundcloud.com/147calboy/gang-gang

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Hurt, what it do?)
(What up, Foster?)
Ayy

[Chorus]
I like icy mud, she like pure codeine, yeah, yeah
I got plenty bitches, lists from A to Z, yeah, yeah
He faking his whole life, it’s make-believe, yeah, yeah
Blood stains stuck to me like Maybelline (Gang, gang)
Bitch, I live that same way you talk ’bout
Mayday, pull up on them, spray-spray when the opps out
Bang-bang, shawty caught him lacking, knocked his locks out
Hey-hey, who them looking for me? I done popped out

[Verse 1]
I just rolled a woodie and it’s fully of pluto
Fuck around with these bitches, got me feeling like Pluto, ayy
Shawty wanna kick it but I don’t know Judo, yeah
Bitch, I’m lit and rich, oh yes, that’s all that you know
Took a risk, I used my wrist, I put my fist in the bowl
Hold on, wait, this money calling, put that bitch on a hold
Every day I wake up, gotta get this paper
I got my cake up, that’s probably why they hate you

[Chorus]
I like icy mud, she like pure codeine, yeah, yeah
I got plenty bitches, lists from A to Z, yeah, yeah
He faking his whole life, it’s make-believe, yeah, yeah
Blood stains stuck to me like Maybelline (Gang, gang)
Bitch, I live that same way you talk ’bout
Mayday, pull up on them, spray-spray when the opps out
Bang-bang, shawty caught him lacking, knocked his locks out
Hey-hey, who them looking for me? I done popped out

[Verse 2]
I been in this shit, bitch, I been a member, I could put that shit on my mama
In the traphouse on the daily, baby, I’m forever chasing out the commas
Lately, I been on some gang shit, get your brains hit, shawty, we forever with the drama
He gon’ fuck around and a lose a hand if he ever play with my money, yeah
Baby, I’m back on some boss shit
Ain’t having no bands, I don’t hear what you saying, them niggas be talking
My shawty ain’t playing, you might end up dead, put him in a coffin
I got shit in my head, they don’t understand, don’t know what it costed
Ayy (Hey)

[Chorus]
I like icy mud, she like pure codeine, yeah, yeah
I got plenty bitches, lists from A to Z, yeah, yeah
He faking his whole life, it’s make-believe, yeah, yeah
Blood stains stuck to me like Maybelline (Gang, gang)
Bitch, I live that same way you talk ’bout
Mayday, pull up on them, spray-spray when the opps out
Bang-bang, shawty caught him lacking, knocked his locks out
Hey-hey, who them looking for me? I done popped out