Garn Servo

If I need to fill up, I'm garn servo
When the money build up, I'm garn servo
If I need to ball out, I'm garn servo
If the boys are all out, we're garn servo
I just bought a new whip, I'm garn servo
Petty prices finally dip, garn servo
Early morning, want a pie, garn servo
Late at night, feel alive, garn servo

Early morning, need a durry
Hit the servo in a hurry
I'm not talking 'bout that crush shit
Pack of Winnies, no worries
And I'm rolling with the top down
Holden Commie, got it locked down
Seatbelt like a branding iron
AC on but it's hot now
Something wrong with the AC
Call up my boy he's a tradie
Four in the back doesn't phase me
Room in the boot if you're lazy
Jack Brabham's tryna race me
Phar Lap when I take speed
Rollin' up on the daily
Hot box getting hazy

Why yes it's getting really hazy
Fumigate, crazy, yet it don't phase me
Heat arises, no demise
Looking at Lanstan and we lock eyes
Open his bag and he pulling it out
Refreshing treat, so my stomach shout
Suckle down on that sunnyboy
While my mind focus on the money boy
Future looking sweet like some honey boy
Only Capilano, homegrown the motto
Skull another bottle, Carlton long neck
Deso driver with the foot on deck
Need a fill up, so he going to Shell
Maybe Mobil but the prices are hell
Chuck a Chuppa Chup, have you heard tho?
Just a normal night garn servo

If I need to fill up, I'm garn servo
When the money build up, I'm garn servo
If I need to ball out, I'm garn servo
If the boys are all out, we're garn servo
I just bought a new whip, I'm garn servo
Petty prices finally dip, garn servo
Early morning, want a pie, garn servo
Late at night, feel alive, garn servo

Purple urkle, eating Cadbury
Snatching shotgun Steven Bradbury
Hooning through the town, making me happy
Shout the boys a feed, doing it gladly
Open the sat nav and chuck in the addy
Making this money and doing it trappy
Holding a fat pack, it sit on my lappy
Father of hustling but don't call me papi
Multi of legs so I guess I'm the bookie
All stores shut, no subway cookie
DJ on the left aint getting a lookie
Under half a tank but trekking to brookie
Going on a maccas run, oi
Bring the burgs to kick ons, oi
Driving in his dads car, oi
Petrol card taking us far, oi
Park and give the horn a toot, oi
Always on time, you beaut, oi
Doughies in a ford ute, oi
Having a sesh in the boot, oi
Back to the pad, quickly get munching
Daylight savings like a late night luncheon
Cone after cone, now I'm coneatose
Pack it with baccie, I barely function
Fiending a feed but damn everything shut
Needing the munchies to get me unstuck
1 dollar frozen it send me to heaven
Cost of the petty and my mind ascending
Price for unleaded the shit that I dreaded
Garn back to the servo, you know where I'm headed

If I need to fill up, I'm garn servo
When the money build up, I'm garn servo
If I need to ball out, I'm garn servo
If the boys are all out, we're garn servo
I just bought a new whip, I'm garn servo
Petty prices finally dip, garn servo
Early morning, want a pie, garn servo
Late at night, feel alive, garn servo
If I need to fill up, I'm garn servo
When the money build up, I'm garn servo
If I need to ball out, I'm garn servo
If the boys are all out, we're garn servo
I just bought a new whip, I'm garn servo
Petty prices finally dip, garn servo
Early morning, want a pie, garn servo
Late at night, feel alive, garn servo



Credits
Writer(s): Lanstan, Miles Marmalade
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