Jack Harlow – Gang Gang Gang (Audio, Lyrics)

Jack Harlow, from the new Jackman. album unveils the song, “Gang Gang Gang” produced by Rashad Thomas. Listen, read the lyrics, stream, buy the track.

Jack Harlow is an artist who has been through some transformations over the years. Overall, the Kentucky artist has been on the receiving end of some criticism due to these changes. It really all started with his smash hit “What’s Poppin.” The track blew up, which subsequently led to a mainstream arc for the artist. Fans did not take too kindly to this, and his last album was panned by critics as a result. Needless to say, there was this sense that Harlow needed to go back into the lab and find himself.

On Friday, Jack Harlow dropped a 10-track album called Jackman which many felt was going to be make or break for him. As it turns out, this album is a huge “make.” Consequently, fans have been singing his praises on social media. The production on the album is second-to-none, all while Harlow offers some fantastic bars. Moreover, there are tracks where he flexes his storytelling ability. “Gang Gang Gang” is definitely one of those tracks.

The fifth track on Jackman., “Gang Gang Gang” sees Jack dive into the nature of his friendships with people who’ve done awful things. He questions the extent to which you can go on supporting a friend and their problematic actions.

The song paints a haunting picture using distorted vocals for the chorus of “gang gang gang” as Jack gives examples of his closest childhood friends going down dark roads in their adulthood.

It also details how you can never really know someone and who they truly are, irrespective of how long you’ve known them. In the end, he urges the listener to hold their friends accountable irrespective of their relationship with them.

Jack Harlow – Gang Gang Gang (prod. Rashad Thomas)

28 April 2023
1 Song, 2 minutes
℗ 2023 Generation Now/Atlantic Recording Corporation.

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, gang, gang)
(Gang)

[Chorus]
Ride for my dawgs, lie for my dawgs, die for my dawgs
Ride for my dawgs, lie for my dawgs, die for my dawgs
Because it’s— (Gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, gang, gang)
(Gang)
Because it’s— (Gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, oh)

[Verse 1]
Home for the holidays
My friend pulled me to the side like, “Did you hear about Marcus?”
Our Marcus? “Yeah, our Marcus”
“A bunch of girls say he raped them in the back of some Target”
“They say he drove ’em back there in his car”
“And then he parked it and the rest is even darker”
Wait, which Marcus? ‘Cause it can’t be—
“Yes, our Marcus”
“The same Marcus we collected Pokémon cards with”
The one with perfect grades that has family in New Orleans?
“Yes, that Marcus, he’s got seven rape charges”

[Chorus]
Ride for my dawgs, lie for my dawgs, die for my dawgs
Ride for my dawgs, lie for my dawgs, die for my dawgs
Because it’s— (Gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, gang, gang)
(Gang)
Because it’s— (Gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, oh)

[Verse 2]
Home for the holidays
My friend pulled me to the side like, “Did you hear about Kevin?”
Kevin who? “Our Kevin”
What happened? “He got arrested”
“They found a bunch of messages he sent to lil’ kids”
“And apparently, he met up with this ten year old and the now the kid’s sayin’ he got molested”
Molested by who? “By Kevin”
Nah, it’s gotta be a different Kevin
“Look, I’m tellin’ you it’s Kevin, that we’ve known since we were seven”
“The one whose dad’s a reverend”
“The same Kevin we spend every weekend with and call brethren”

[Chorus]
Ride for my dawgs, lie for my dawgs, die for my dawgs
Ride for my dawgs, lie for my dawgs, die for my dawgs
Because it’s— (Gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, gang, gang)
(Gang)
Because it’s— (Gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, oh)

[Verse 3]
Truthfully, it’s family ’til it can’t be, gang ’til it ain’t
Twins, but it depends, brothers until somethin’ is uncovered
Dawgs until the lifting of the fog
“I always got you,” turns into “Well, I never thought you”
Years of camaraderie suddenly disappear
Almost like you never were here
Unconditional love becomes very conditioned when push comes to shove
And all that talk of takin’ bullets suddenly feels foolish
Pictures with him turn to ad campaigns, you gotta pull it
Feet held to the fire
We hold accountable the ones we hold dear out of morals, but mainly fear
The choice becomes clear
And years of camaraderie suddenly disappear
Almost like you never were here

[Outro]
Almost like you never were here