Wha+ I Sm0ke

Gas what I smoke
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Gas what I smoke
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Gas what I smoke
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Gas what I smoke
It's a stain on that Glock uh
It's a stain on that Glock
It's a stain on the mop
Uh Faneto
Uh she give me throat

I don't really talk to the money, that's it
I don't really talk to the chatter, that's it
I don't really fuck wit ur lame ass bitch
It's racks to the side
Racks to the side, it's levels to this shit
Racks on my side and you riding fucking dick
Riding dick like a bitch
And you riding dick like a bitch
That's your man's why he rap like destroy lonely?
Got your bitch in my bag and she fuckin on me
Got your homie talkin on the chatter that's it
And you moving too slop, movin too loud that's it
I don't really talk to the chatter that's it
All about my money that's it
Bout to make another fuckin hit
Growing up blowing up my phone it's massive
Blowing up my phone I ain't never answering
Gas what I smoke
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Gas what I smoke
Uh uh uh
Uh Jump out window
Uh Faneto uh uh



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Writer(s): Oscar Osuna
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