Gas

Ooh
Yah, yah-yah
Yah
Ooh, ye, ye, ye

Came with the gas I'm litty
In love with money and ass and titties, ye
I'm with the fashion shit, I'ma give it away if the swag ain't fittin'
I'm goin' way up and it's past the limit
But I came with the heat and I'm on, I kill it, ye
Laugh to the bank like they told me a joke
Get to the trap make it jump like a toad

Came with the gas I'm litty
In love with money and ass and titties, ye
I'm with the fashion shit, I'ma give it away if the swag ain't fittin'
I'm goin' way up and it's past the limit
But I came with the heat and I'm on, I kill it, ye
Laugh to the bank like they told me a joke
Get to the trap make it jump like a toad

Uh, ye, uh
From the side like this, huh
Come on, wait, huh
Who you know slime like this?
Ye, come on (yes sir)
Pull up and slide and shit, ye
Niggas gon' bite and shit, ye
You cannot fight that shit, ye

Ah man, I'm in the jungle, Tarzan
I got the green, Peter Pan
I'm at the beach, toes in the sand
Bitch I'm so hot, give you a tan
I'm 'bout the bread, I'm 'bout the jam
Look at my pocket, whole lotta bands
I'm 'bout the fetty, I'm 'bout the wap, huh

Hol' up, oops I mean wop
Takin' that shit to the top, ye
Don't keep a watch, I got clocks, ye
Don't got a key, I got locks, ye
Don't got a pan, I got pots, ye
Pull up on 'em leave 'em shocked, ye
AF1 Nike socks, ye
Bitch I don't drip I drop, ye

Came with the gas I'm litty
In love with money and ass and titties, ye
I'm with the fashion shit, I'ma give it away if the swag ain't fittin'
I'm goin' way up and it's past the limit
But I came with the heat and I'm on, I kill it, ye
Laugh to the bank like they told me a joke
Get to the trap make it jump like a toad

Came with the gas I'm litty
In love with money and ass and titties, ye
I'm with the fashion shit, I'ma give it away if the swag ain't fittin'
I'm goin' way up and it's past the limit
But I came with the heat and I'm on, I kill it, ye
Laugh to the bank like they told me a joke
Get to the trap make it jump like a toad

Ye
How you feel 'bout that, uh huh?
I'm a winner you can see by the stats uh huh, ye
Don't ask where I'm at, uh huh
I be chillin' with the slime and sh'latt uh huh
I been at it since 12 like cops, niggas really just cap a lot
Told her, "Get down, give me top"
Splikak when I take a shot, ye, ooo

Saw me on TV got really excited
Bitch I been dreamin' 'bout this every night and
Will I fall off? Man, I really do doubt it
Fuck up the beat, yes I really leave it bleedin'
Fuck what you think, I'ma run it every season
Hear my sauce so much I be like, "Hol' up, did I teach it?"
Said she got some rules, I be like, "Fuck that, I'ma breach 'em"
I don't go to church, so this is the only place I preach at
Say you 'bout that work, then nigga show me where the fees at

Came with the gas I'm litty
In love with money and ass and titties, ye
I'm with the fashion shit, I'ma give it away if the swag ain't fittin'
I'm goin' way up and it's past the limit
But I came with the heat and I'm on, I kill it, ye
Laugh to the bank like they told me a joke
Get to the trap make it jump like a toad

Came with the gas I'm litty
In love with money and ass and titties, ye
I'm with the fashion shit, I'ma give it away if the swag ain't fittin'
I'm goin' way up and it's past the limit
But I came with the heat and I'm on, I kill it, ye
Laugh to the bank like they told me a joke
Get to the trap make it jump like a toad



Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Nkhalo Zuza, Sihle Sithole
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