Lyric

Motorcycle gang or you can’t hang

Motorcycle gang gang gnag gang gang gang

Motorcycle gang or you can’t bang

Motorcycle gang gang gnag gang gang gang

Motorcycle gang or you can’t hang

Motorcycle gang gang gnag gang gang gang

Fire blades when i’m on the road

Straight through i don’t ever stop at tolls

Neck froze mouth full of gold

I can’t trust a soul gang is all i know

With the yakuza i’m the spot with my jeweler

Ice on my body like it came straight out the cooler 

Riding ducati back to back me and my shooter

This a bugatti baby this not a uber

This a new rari baby your boyfriend a loser

This a suzuki we only ride hayabusa

Way that i’m balling they might just think i’m a hooper

I’m not a prophet but i see racks in my future

Motorcycle gang or you can’t hang

Motorcycle gang gang gnag gang gang gang

Motorcycle gang or you can’t bang

Motorcycle gang gang gnag gang gang gang

Motorcycle gang or you can’t hang

Motorcycle gang gang gnag gang gang gang

Gsx doing wheelies in the middle of the street

Who behind me that’s police i don’t stop i just speed

I don’t lease i just spend the cash on anything i need

She a freak let me hit it every day of the week

Facts racks 

Swag driving fast

Motorcycle gang or you can’t hang

Motorcycle gang gang gnag gang gang gang

Motorcycle gang or you can’t bang

Motorcycle gang gang gnag gang gang gang

Motorcycle gang or you can’t hang

Motorcycle gang gang gnag gang gang gang