Rita Ora - Torn Apart lyrics

rate me

feat. Snoop

I bang with the gang I don’t need no intro

We run from east long beach to westside central

Credentials to kick flows and rip shows

Dip foes and pimp hoes

While the endo blow

You know that west coast low mentality

Focused on reality but living in a whole another galaxy

We keep the straight harbor board the spot

Bangers smash chains in the parkin lot

Don’t matter, we still be fine, hoes together

Pick about the thickest bitch and I gots to have her

It’s routine, the coup clean, let’s hit the show

You know we all fucking once they glipse the pose

Rip the sand in my hand, pack the ghat on my lap

Cause it’s hating when you skatin and your pockets is fat

Don’t met for a minute like your ass a prise

Just recognize the real way the gangsters ride

If it ain’t a chronic, don’t blaze it up

And if it ain’t a chevy, don’t raise it up,

Yeah, yeah, yeah, god damn, god damn

I bang with the gang I don’t need no intro

We run from east long beach to westside central

Credentials to kick flows and rip shows

Dip foes and pimp hoes

While the endo blow

You know that west coast low mentality

Focused on reality but living in a whole another galaxy

We keep the straight harbor board the spot

Bangers smash chains in the parkin lot

Don’t matter, we still be fine, hoes together

Pick about the thickest bitch and I gots to have her

It’s routine, the coup clean, let’s hit the show

You know we all fucking once they glipse the pose

Rip the sand in my hand, pack the ghat on my lap

Cause it’s hating when you skatin and your pockets is fat

Don’t met for a minute like your ass a prise

Just recognize the real way the gangsters ride

If it ain’t a chronic, don’t blaze it up

And if it ain’t a chevy, don’t raise it up.