Supa Peach - Pretty Gang lyrics

[Intro:] Yeah, aye, we gon' turn this up real quick Takeover, (Supa), gang-gang-gang-gang-gang Aye man, we really,really,really finna turn up in this thing man Man, aye DJ, I'ma need you, drop that track [Pre Hook:] I'ma turn it up when you see me with my pretty gang Ain't no questions asked when you see me spitting pretty flames Supa see em' hatin' even when I'm rocking tinted frames You can't tell me nothing All y'all just a bunch of little lames [Hook:] Pretty gang, pretty gang Pretty gang, pretty gang I'ma turn it up when you see me wit' my pretty gang Ain't no questions asked when you see me spitting pretty flames [Verse 1:] Pretty gang, no games Coming in changing things Pulling up, taking names Hopping out wit' my pretty gang Yo' style, not the same But mine so insane You cross the line you rude ma', you uh Put some respeck on my name Yeah, really I'm the peoples champion I be in places you can't be in Rap game on pause, I'm comin' in Grind hard, born tough I was born to win All fake then Supa like I'm born again Christian red bottoms, I'm stepping in Sand up year long, so Caribbean Supa' duper big money, I'm swimming in May day, may day Everyday feels like a payday Spitting these bars like it's Friday Going to the bank on Monday Hallelujah on Sunday No vacay on Tuesday Gimme' Supa Wednesday I stay looking like payday, hey [Pre Hook:] I'ma turn it up when you see me with my pretty gang Ain't no questions asked when you see me spitting pretty flames Supa see em' hatin' even when I'm rocking tinted frames You can't tell me nothing All y'all just a bunch of little lames [Hook:] Pretty gang, pretty gang Pretty gang, pretty gang I'ma turn it up when you see me wit' my pretty gang Ain't no questions asked when you see me spitting pretty flames [Verse 2:] Yeah, you can catch me in the city Know I'm always getting pretty Fans love me cause I'm witty Never see me act sedity When you see me you salute 'Cause you know I'm the truth Supa, Supa comin' wit' it, 'cause you know I'm bout' to k** it I go insane like hurricane Can't clone me, no Gucci Mane Hurting em', no Novacane I'm in the booth, just spitting flames I earn my stripes, no candy cane So flexible, I switch lanes Come for me, we not the same Throwing shade is not a game I blame ya' mama for the mess she made I got the keys, I'm runnin' things I got em' shook, they yellin' names They say I'm hot, like propane I'm flexing, I'm flexing, I'm flexing on em' like pay day Hey, bring it, bring it back [Pre Hook:] I'ma turn it up when you see me with my pretty gang Ain't no questions asked when you see me spitting pretty flames Supa see em' hatin' even when I'm rocking tinted frames You can't tell me nothing All y'all just a bunch of little lames [Hook:] Pretty gang, pretty gang Pretty gang, pretty gang I'ma turn it up when you see me wit' my pretty gang Ain't no questions asked when you see me spitting pretty flames