Citgo City
Riding to the go
We ran out of woods bout to get some more
Call up Oscar, he Chicago 4's
West side nigga different mommies, but he is my bro
Pull up we gone let that shit blow
Yamada El Niño, we gone pick up when I call that phone
Boy I know you not home all alone
Semi got the semi he gone see you, when you leave your door
85, 314
Mr green, gasoline (I'm servin gas!)
Red bitch, when I pull up mean (skrt skrt scow)
Full tank in my Volvo, bout to bust these fiends
Do not hit my phone a lot, if you only gettin G's
I got niggas on my tellie, who that really really need (half's, ounces, pounds)
My momma taught me all these streets
My momma put me in these streets
I got a bitch who don't smoke gas
So how am I suppose to enjoy her ass
Ima just turn her around
Ima just thrash on her ass
Ima respect that bitch
So ian gone call her a bitch
Ima just call by her name
Ion een know her name
She just with me for the fame
Door
And we got it for the lowww
Nigga think he got some gas he got some dro
(That nigga ain't get no gas. What the fuck)
We got midget for the low
Nigga think he got some gas he got some dro
We ran out of woods bout to get some more
Call up Oscar, he Chicago 4's
West side nigga different mommies, but he is my bro
Pull up we gone let that shit blow
Yamada El Niño, we gone pick up when I call that phone
Boy I know you not home all alone
Semi got the semi he gone see you, when you leave your door
85, 314
Mr green, gasoline (I'm servin gas!)
Red bitch, when I pull up mean (skrt skrt scow)
Full tank in my Volvo, bout to bust these fiends
Do not hit my phone a lot, if you only gettin G's
I got niggas on my tellie, who that really really need (half's, ounces, pounds)
My momma taught me all these streets
My momma put me in these streets
I got a bitch who don't smoke gas
So how am I suppose to enjoy her ass
Ima just turn her around
Ima just thrash on her ass
Ima respect that bitch
So ian gone call her a bitch
Ima just call by her name
Ion een know her name
She just with me for the fame
Door
And we got it for the lowww
Nigga think he got some gas he got some dro
(That nigga ain't get no gas. What the fuck)
We got midget for the low
Nigga think he got some gas he got some dro
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Writer(s): Rossaford Bennett Ii
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