Propane

Is the definition of the dark to me
Ey, Ey, Woah
Propane, propane, propane uh

Gas lane, heavy flames not my came
On that game play your boy for playing games
Me and me are not the same on my brain switch lanes
Hit you with that heavy rain Swey coming with the pain
Rappers better duck again we ain't saying no names
I don't fucks with no lames Schöckface don't play
Chokar bain be my man
Azide boy, stunning man fat beats and heavy chains
Swavy in a cloud flame you're still on the campaign
Dripping in the champagne swerving in the fast lane
Man give me my glames with so insane

My right brain left so I had to use my right brain
Bang bang, choppas in the domain
My right brain left so I had to use my right brain
Propane, propane
My right brain left so I had to use my right brain
Bang bang, choppas in the domain

Gessin like a propane blew up in your fucking face
Got the flames on me like I rob the bank and beat the case
Got the fucking briefcase put the cash in the safe
Sleeping in my fucking beat everything's a stupid game
Had to change my tactic then I started acting
That was like "what happened?" then I caught you like it
Now I'm Swey papa with the cash look who's laughing
Y'all some fucking pussies man somebody let the cat in

(So I had to use my right brain)
Bang bang, choppas in the domain
My right brain left so I had to use my right brain
Bang bang, choppas in the domain



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Writer(s): Joel Bengtsson, Joshua George Daviyes Cole
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