French Montana – Gan-Ga [Uptown Remix] Lyrics

Ganga
Montana (Lanalizer got the fire) (Ganga)
You know what it is when you hear that, (Prada) haan
Rrra

(Aight) Montana still up in the field
(Aight) Shorty tip-toin' on her heels
(Aight) Got the big mansion on the hills
(Aight) No education

Por eso es que yo ando con mi ganga
Al armero le compramo' lo' AR y lo' AK (prr)
Seteciento' en el cuello, te muere' si trata' (ladra)
Aquí no hay miedo, cabrón, lo' tuyo' se trancan (prra) (Haan)

Por eso es que yo ando con mi ganga
Al armero le compramo' lo' AR y lo' AK (eh)
Seteciento' en el cuello, te muere' si trata' (woo)
Aquí no hay miedo, cabrón, lo' tuyo' se trancan (Swish) (they call me Young Wepa), yeah

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Know my diamond's frío, doin' merengue
Shinin' like Ne-Yo, bald head (woo)
I be ballin' like Paul Pierce (swish), talkin' money, then I'm all ears
When I shoot, always agua (agua)
Montana with the mob ties, no cap, drop top
Servin' coke, without the cola
Phantom Rolls, when I roll up
24 carat gold, lights, camera, action, pose (pose)
Aspen, not the Poconos (no)
Servin' bundles in the bungalows (bungalows)
AP dipped in rose gold (rose gold)
Half a ticket what the show cost (Montana, hey)

AP rose (rose), my neck froze (wuh)
Par de hoes (yeah), pussy, clothes (woh)
Versa, Dolce (yeah), Ferra, Porsche (wuh)
Moñas crunch (gring)

I heard there's niggas out there lookin' for me
Don't let them niggas gas you while you on E
My shooters carry hollow tips, that's OD
And when this hit, don't run and tell the police (don't you run and tell the police)
I been on the low low, killers they on go go
Niggas always talkin', why you puttin' on a show for? (Show for)
Money comin' rapidly, ain't worried 'bout no popo
We carry them sticks and bounce around like it's a Pogo (like a Pogo)
Gangsta on my dolo, that's me on the logo
Do this shit for Smiley, it's like everything for bro bro (everything for bro, bro)
Sour got me dumb high, run up you a dumb guy
Wet a nigga up right in the street and let the sun dry
Bullets make his lung fry, snitch and we gon' kill you (kill you, uh)
Actin' like you with it, don't forget I know the real you (I know the real you)
Bitches on my body, tryna give me mozzy
Addicted to this lifestyle, now this shit a hobby

Por eso es que yo ando con mi ganga
Al armero le compramo' lo' AR y lo' AK (prr)
Seteciento' en el cuello, te muere' si trata' (ladra)
Aquí no hay miedo, cabrón, lo' tuyo' se trancan (prra) (yeh, yeh)

Por eso es que yo ando con mi ganga
Al armero le compramo' lo' AR y lo' AK 
Seteciento' en el cuello, te muere' si trata' (eh)
Aquí no hay miedo, cabrón, lo' tuyo' se trancan, yeh

Bry-Bry-Bry-Bry-Bryant My-
Bryant Myers (this is the remix)
Dímelo French, dímelo Lil Tjay
What's poppin'?
Millo Gang Music
Richie Rich, Cromo La X