Gas Talk (feat. XT29) [Remix]

Yeah, I been off the drank, slatt
I ain't gotta 'rari, guess I'll settle for the Maybach, yeah
Dropping off an opp is the only time I pay back
Woaaah
Brrt, my ice freezing
My chain cold on my neck

One, two, three hoes
Dropping lots of ass off
Try to talk to me
Hold on, imma let the gas talk
If I see y'all
Like a spliff I get you passed off
Hold on back it up
Lemme make sure that that ass soft
One, two, three hoes
Dropping lots of ass off
Try to talk to me
Hold on, imma let the gas talk
If I see y'all
Like a spliff I get you passed off
Hold on back it up
Lemme make sure that that ass soft

Drifting the whip, ho yeah, it's a Maybach
Talking to my chick and she top it while I lay back
Four, five, six, gotta make my pockets stay fat
If you say I'm talking broke, nah I ain't say that
Racks, stacks, trap
Oh my God I'm making big bank
I ain't got a lean pint
I'll settle for a big drank

One, two, three hoes
I hit 'em like a free throw
Know I rock the white fit
My pockets stay green tho
When I check the wallet
It's a hunnid staring right back
(Brrt, brrt) Hold up, I'll be right back

One, two, three hoes
Dropping lots of ass off
Try to talk to me
Hold on, imma let the gas talk
If I see y'all
Like a spliff I get you passed off
Hold on back it up
Lemme make sure that that ass soft
1, 2, 3 hoes
Dropping lots of ass off
Try to talk to me
Hold on, imma let the gas talk
If I see y'all
Like a spliff I get you passed off
Hold on back it up
Lemme make sure that that ass soft

Toking on that gas (Gas)
Shorty got that ass (Fat)
She be looking so fine I think that I could crash (Twenty-nine)
Counting up that cash (Racks)
Fou' fou' make him dash (Twenty-nine)
Real gangsta shit we don't fuck with pussy rats (Nah)
Boris my homie and that's fax (Fax)
Savage I'm stealing them packs (Twenty-nine)
Your girl give me top while I'm doing those laps
You ain't a shooter that's cap (Cap)
Jaycee a shooter no cap (Savage)
Spin the block while I rap (No cap)
Glock thirty has bullets in that
Necklace cost a quarter certified by GIA (Ice)
With my main bitch got a second on the way
Got so many charges getting watched by CIA (Twenty-nine)
I beat it up then N U T up on her face (On god)
He took some many shots I think he KIA
But when I get the k I'm gonna take his life away (Skrr)

One, two, three hoes
Dropping lots of ass off
Try to talk to me
Hold on, imma let the gas talk
If I see y'all
Like a spliff I get you passed off
Hold on back it up
Lemme make sure that that ass soft

Woah, make it break down
Know she gonna shake it cause I got her on her break now
And it's Crip till I stay down
And it's Crip till I



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Writer(s): Ilja Short
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