Gas Station
This the Gas Station niggas out here throwing dice
This the Gas Station niggas out here selling ice
This the Gas Station catching plays like Jerry Rice
You niggas snitching y'all be tellin y'all sum fucking mice
This the Gas Station niggas out here throwing dice
This the Gas Station niggas out here selling ice
This the Gas Station catching plays like Jerry Rice
You niggas snitching y'all be tellin y'all sum fucking mice
Free all my young niggas free my nigga twice
Shot a nigga had his mama calling out to Christ
She a bad bitch I just fucked a nigga wife
If a nigga talking shit hollows take yo life, Not 21 but i had to keep a knife
Had to shoot a nigga man I don't got time to fight
Picked a nigga bitch up and then she spent the night
Kno i gotta keep my blicky gotta laser sight
This the Gas Station niggas out here throwing dice
This the Gas Station niggas out here selling ice
This the Gas Station catching plays like Jerry Rice
You niggas snitching y'all be tellin y'all sum fucking mice
This the Gas Station niggas out here throwing dice
This the Gas Station niggas out here selling ice
This the Gas Station catching plays like Jerry Rice
You niggas snitching y'all be tellin y'all sum fucking mice
Niggas be feaning cause i stay in the fucking trap
Got the strap, Got this 30 shot on my back
Got yo hoe she goin gimmie sloppy slope
She goin suck the dick til a, A nigga blow
Got yo hoe on my dick, she be in the trap, I just copped a quater key
Flip it get it right back, Serving all this dope and im taxing on the good gas
Nigga really shooting dice right up at the store
Pouring up that mud im sipping on that four
Man i got yo bitch in the back she blow, Smoking stupid pressure and you know I go
Flying in the sky cause a nigga high
Pull up on yo bitch air it out she die, I don't give a fuck if her mama cry
Imma turn up nigga til im fly, Roll the dice nigga i might hit a 5
This the Gas Station niggas out here throwing dice
This the Gas Station niggas out here selling ice
This the Gas Station catching plays like Jerry Rice
You niggas snitching y'all be tellin y'all sum fucking mice
This the Gas Station niggas out here throwing dice
This the Gas Station niggas out here selling ice
This the Gas Station catching plays like Jerry Rice
You niggas snitching y'all be tellin y'all sum fucking mice
This the Gas Station caught play wit that junky over there
This the Gas station imma hit on every hoe i see in swimwear
Out here bag chasing imma get it all til the shit can't fit in my pants
Out here drag racing hopped in a vet then I hopped inside a McLaren
Stepped in the room had two hoes staring
Couldn't pick a bitch but no I ain't sharing
Lemme get all the racks no hoe i ain't sharing
Lemme get all the packs running off wit yo errands
Niggas still hate on me just like a bitch, I still pull up hitting dem licks
In the hood wit sum shooters won't miss
Buscemi carry my stick, We was blasting just ran outta clips
Hollow gotta keep me a tip, You keep talking you get yo ass dipped
I'm wit it wit all the fuck shit, Gas bag that i hide in the whip
Red yellow i might take a sip, Still pouring i kno how to live
In a foreign i race to the crib
This the Gas Station niggas out here selling ice
This the Gas Station catching plays like Jerry Rice
You niggas snitching y'all be tellin y'all sum fucking mice
This the Gas Station niggas out here throwing dice
This the Gas Station niggas out here selling ice
This the Gas Station catching plays like Jerry Rice
You niggas snitching y'all be tellin y'all sum fucking mice
Free all my young niggas free my nigga twice
Shot a nigga had his mama calling out to Christ
She a bad bitch I just fucked a nigga wife
If a nigga talking shit hollows take yo life, Not 21 but i had to keep a knife
Had to shoot a nigga man I don't got time to fight
Picked a nigga bitch up and then she spent the night
Kno i gotta keep my blicky gotta laser sight
This the Gas Station niggas out here throwing dice
This the Gas Station niggas out here selling ice
This the Gas Station catching plays like Jerry Rice
You niggas snitching y'all be tellin y'all sum fucking mice
This the Gas Station niggas out here throwing dice
This the Gas Station niggas out here selling ice
This the Gas Station catching plays like Jerry Rice
You niggas snitching y'all be tellin y'all sum fucking mice
Niggas be feaning cause i stay in the fucking trap
Got the strap, Got this 30 shot on my back
Got yo hoe she goin gimmie sloppy slope
She goin suck the dick til a, A nigga blow
Got yo hoe on my dick, she be in the trap, I just copped a quater key
Flip it get it right back, Serving all this dope and im taxing on the good gas
Nigga really shooting dice right up at the store
Pouring up that mud im sipping on that four
Man i got yo bitch in the back she blow, Smoking stupid pressure and you know I go
Flying in the sky cause a nigga high
Pull up on yo bitch air it out she die, I don't give a fuck if her mama cry
Imma turn up nigga til im fly, Roll the dice nigga i might hit a 5
This the Gas Station niggas out here throwing dice
This the Gas Station niggas out here selling ice
This the Gas Station catching plays like Jerry Rice
You niggas snitching y'all be tellin y'all sum fucking mice
This the Gas Station niggas out here throwing dice
This the Gas Station niggas out here selling ice
This the Gas Station catching plays like Jerry Rice
You niggas snitching y'all be tellin y'all sum fucking mice
This the Gas Station caught play wit that junky over there
This the Gas station imma hit on every hoe i see in swimwear
Out here bag chasing imma get it all til the shit can't fit in my pants
Out here drag racing hopped in a vet then I hopped inside a McLaren
Stepped in the room had two hoes staring
Couldn't pick a bitch but no I ain't sharing
Lemme get all the racks no hoe i ain't sharing
Lemme get all the packs running off wit yo errands
Niggas still hate on me just like a bitch, I still pull up hitting dem licks
In the hood wit sum shooters won't miss
Buscemi carry my stick, We was blasting just ran outta clips
Hollow gotta keep me a tip, You keep talking you get yo ass dipped
I'm wit it wit all the fuck shit, Gas bag that i hide in the whip
Red yellow i might take a sip, Still pouring i kno how to live
In a foreign i race to the crib
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Writer(s): Travarie Westberry
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