GAS
Choppa gon chop
Nigga nina gon sing
Needa iced out watch and i seen yours bling
And my bitch so bad ion need no ting
Catch an op broad day and his head gon ping
Nigga suck my dick
Thats how im comin
Run down on niggas i just seen one stuntin
He flashed his chains and showed them hunnits
Nigga wont say nun i see him im gunnin him
Ayo fuck what these niggas they talking bout
Ima run down on them niggas they wildin out
Told all them nigga they stay in they bag and they pussy
I told all them niggas i fight it out
Diamonds it come with a jet ski
Ready up for the tidal wave
It so bright that the shit make the blind see
Gave her dick then she wanted to stay yeah
My rocks is so cut make my neck bleed
Feeling dizzy but blame the D'USSÉ uh
I just roll up and spark up a pound of exotic
Do this money shit everyday huh
Stupid lil bitch get out the way
I stack this money so tall it is crazy
I was just writing in my momma basement
Now I'm on all the bass it's crazy
You can catch me at home with the foreign
Wrist so icy I gave it away
I'm just kidding I shoot at your face
Better yet I just catch me a fade
You see I'm a stoner I want all the smoke
So I carry the tek with the laser
Did I hit him
Yeah
It's a shame
You niggas ain't living in danger
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Facts I got it
Gas
Yeah
Switch time
Bitch fuck clock
I got a dime no wallet
Brand new, watch my pocket
I get checks deposit
She ran through got mileage
I ain't never use no stylist
Christian Loubs not Christin'
Jesus Christ you wylin'
Fuck 12 been my motive
Since 12 I've been toting
Make my bred no toasting
Don't burn face I know them
Marijuana aura
You niggas got no purpose
Keep that thang on holsters
Keep that strap on shoulders
And it's fuck all the ops
Stay right with my chops
Jus trynna get big, jus get to the top
Put on for my team I inspire my ops
Decided to spazz idk how to stop
I got it on lock I swear i'm bout to pop
Like a court best believe i'm leaving shots
Take a hit off the spliff then I chase with tha shot
We making him drop made his mans diddy bop
Them niggas is ass you could tell by the watch
His shit filled with pebbles my shit filled with rocks
He get hit with the broom or get hit with the mop
We took the crock right outta his pot
Dababy we makin ya bitch give us bop
Came for the dough yeah i'm lookin for knots
Count it up count it up countin this guap
Niggas be actin when we know they not
Bitch don't reach for my stash
Better throw up cash
Yeah... nah
A lot niggas be gassed
I'm not into cap
Niggas be yapping i'm not into that
Niggas ain't active ask broski thats facts
We heard about you they said you a rat
Put some guap on yo head won't need more than a rack
Ran that boy off the block and i don't even run track
If he drop the location we spinning right back
Yeah... yeah
And my niggas spin thru on some mob shit
I'm gon off the liqs I might pop shit
And lil mama she lit off that thot shit
I'm on demon time I catch a opp quick
Got a guy he pull up wit the chop sticks
And that boy got no name he'd get locked quick
And that man got no noodle, the chopstick
Spin it back on the ops, who the ops with
Play the block like guitar, bitch I'm rocking
Get to clappin', it don't do no talking
Yeah cannot fuck with those
Yeah my new bitch in vogue
My Ice cold, eskimo
Im too real, you a fold
Yeah blowing shit like smoke
Yeah the chopper gonna tote
Yeah chopper with a chop
Yeah chopper with a scope
Yeah I got 3 hoes in the bed dancing no pole
Yeah I need the cheddar the lettuce the green, no hero
Yeah i keep the gas yeah, yeah
I keep the gas yeah
She blowing it fast yeah, yeah
She blowing it fast yeah
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Niggas talking down on the gang we gon' wrap his ass up like we smoking or sum
Man I heard that boy don't like me cuz i had his bitch on her knees like choking or sum
Don't do reggie i only smoke gas forgot the word yea its like potent or sum
Dropped two tapes like back to back titles feeling Tim Duncan or Ginobili or sum
Nigga nina gon sing
Needa iced out watch and i seen yours bling
And my bitch so bad ion need no ting
Catch an op broad day and his head gon ping
Nigga suck my dick
Thats how im comin
Run down on niggas i just seen one stuntin
He flashed his chains and showed them hunnits
Nigga wont say nun i see him im gunnin him
Ayo fuck what these niggas they talking bout
Ima run down on them niggas they wildin out
Told all them nigga they stay in they bag and they pussy
I told all them niggas i fight it out
Diamonds it come with a jet ski
Ready up for the tidal wave
It so bright that the shit make the blind see
Gave her dick then she wanted to stay yeah
My rocks is so cut make my neck bleed
Feeling dizzy but blame the D'USSÉ uh
I just roll up and spark up a pound of exotic
Do this money shit everyday huh
Stupid lil bitch get out the way
I stack this money so tall it is crazy
I was just writing in my momma basement
Now I'm on all the bass it's crazy
You can catch me at home with the foreign
Wrist so icy I gave it away
I'm just kidding I shoot at your face
Better yet I just catch me a fade
You see I'm a stoner I want all the smoke
So I carry the tek with the laser
Did I hit him
Yeah
It's a shame
You niggas ain't living in danger
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Facts I got it
Gas
Yeah
Switch time
Bitch fuck clock
I got a dime no wallet
Brand new, watch my pocket
I get checks deposit
She ran through got mileage
I ain't never use no stylist
Christian Loubs not Christin'
Jesus Christ you wylin'
Fuck 12 been my motive
Since 12 I've been toting
Make my bred no toasting
Don't burn face I know them
Marijuana aura
You niggas got no purpose
Keep that thang on holsters
Keep that strap on shoulders
And it's fuck all the ops
Stay right with my chops
Jus trynna get big, jus get to the top
Put on for my team I inspire my ops
Decided to spazz idk how to stop
I got it on lock I swear i'm bout to pop
Like a court best believe i'm leaving shots
Take a hit off the spliff then I chase with tha shot
We making him drop made his mans diddy bop
Them niggas is ass you could tell by the watch
His shit filled with pebbles my shit filled with rocks
He get hit with the broom or get hit with the mop
We took the crock right outta his pot
Dababy we makin ya bitch give us bop
Came for the dough yeah i'm lookin for knots
Count it up count it up countin this guap
Niggas be actin when we know they not
Bitch don't reach for my stash
Better throw up cash
Yeah... nah
A lot niggas be gassed
I'm not into cap
Niggas be yapping i'm not into that
Niggas ain't active ask broski thats facts
We heard about you they said you a rat
Put some guap on yo head won't need more than a rack
Ran that boy off the block and i don't even run track
If he drop the location we spinning right back
Yeah... yeah
And my niggas spin thru on some mob shit
I'm gon off the liqs I might pop shit
And lil mama she lit off that thot shit
I'm on demon time I catch a opp quick
Got a guy he pull up wit the chop sticks
And that boy got no name he'd get locked quick
And that man got no noodle, the chopstick
Spin it back on the ops, who the ops with
Play the block like guitar, bitch I'm rocking
Get to clappin', it don't do no talking
Yeah cannot fuck with those
Yeah my new bitch in vogue
My Ice cold, eskimo
Im too real, you a fold
Yeah blowing shit like smoke
Yeah the chopper gonna tote
Yeah chopper with a chop
Yeah chopper with a scope
Yeah I got 3 hoes in the bed dancing no pole
Yeah I need the cheddar the lettuce the green, no hero
Yeah i keep the gas yeah, yeah
I keep the gas yeah
She blowing it fast yeah, yeah
She blowing it fast yeah
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Gas
Niggas talking down on the gang we gon' wrap his ass up like we smoking or sum
Man I heard that boy don't like me cuz i had his bitch on her knees like choking or sum
Don't do reggie i only smoke gas forgot the word yea its like potent or sum
Dropped two tapes like back to back titles feeling Tim Duncan or Ginobili or sum
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