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What's up for tonight
Wherever you like
Girl we can slide
I know the gas
Redding my eye
She off a pill
Pour up a cup
Temperature Rise
Temperature

exhaust you hearing the clutch when I'm on the move
On p.c.h whipping that Honda like that shit a rari
Baked off the gas like g.g and cookies like my name

got a twin exhaust fascination

I got the fastest car you ever seen
We got time to stop at the Dairy Queen
A&W, in my big boat
Get you a root beer float

Oh yeah, cash up
I damn near dozed off, I had to lay off it, I po' me a deuce of that raw, I had to stay off it
Smoking that Gas Exhaust, that's why

Ask ya bitch I got the sauce (Ask ya bitch)
Smoking gas I know you smell the exhaust (Know ya smell it)
Creating my own life I'm a boss (Create my

the gas I'm blowing exhaust
I got a problem Trio attached to the money and now I want bigger amounts
Set this shit off
Ain't got a problem being a boss

cold like a nigga from the South Pole
All I know is change clothes then I'm out the do'

Blowin' on exhaust thats that gas when you cough
Patron in my

It's Christmas eve and I'm out on the road
Been driving for days don't know how to get home

Boot gas, ice on the floor
Don't know this road, never

We burn the coal from the mines
We drill the oil from the wells
Livestock shitting toxic gas clouds
As I taste the sky turning foul
The air we need

the exhaust
Hit the gas
Hit the gas
Hit the gas
Hit the gas 

Work
Work it baby don't you take easy
Show me you can work it while you burning down the bleezy
I

Blowing smoke, yeah that's straight exhaust 
cll I smoke is moss (cll I smoke is moss yeah)
Take a hit, I can't chase a bitch 
I can't take a loss (I

Let's get the world jumpin'
Get the world jumpin'
Temperature's rising and my heart is thumping
Get the blood pumping
Making nothing to something

She gon' be here shortly
So get the fuck off your lil sad horse
I got that gas, we be whippin' that Porsche
Yeah, expel fumes like a fuckin' exhaust
We

both in the vault (Uh-huh)
Gas to the floor gotta hear the exhaust (Whew)
You talking bout love you had me lost
Do what I say not do what I do (Huh-ou)

Luving U is Off, I knew I would pop
Foot is on the gas, you can smell the exhaust
Turned into a boss, feel like I'm Rick Ross
I can't take a loss,

the belly
I'm the New Don, Magivelli
Who provides the means?
Who's feeding the fiends?
Who exhausts gas on my street?
Who got the heat?
Why you asking me?

Gas no exhaust, hella throwed off
Excuse my cough when im blowing that pack
Got straps in the loft
Get knocked off
If a young nigga catch you when he

blowing gas like exhaust
Oh my fault
I can’t be going out sad, I cannot go out like y’all
Oh my fault
I throw some bread in the vault, they mad so they

Cincinnati with a pimped out ride
Dice in The mirror looks real nice
Peep the gold tips on my exhaust pipe
West coast Vibes from the other side
Gold trim

stronger
High temperature, large pressure
High enough to form helium

Look at my dust, look at my gas
Mainly hydrogen, say nebula
Look at the pull, dust

the top spot 
Im knocking you off because imma boss
Pull up wit a loud exhaust 
Bad bitch miss dianna Ross 
And we only smoke gas
 I'm sorry I can't do

fuck with the homie, you know thats my dawg
Im busting that bitch by the wall
Put dick in that hoe and skirt off
The charger it come with exhaust

Said i

and failed
I can take you to the holy grail
And this Glock it gone hit like a bell
Bitch I only got time for myself
And this gas its gone smoke-like exhaust

To The Max

Yellow Claw

New Blood

2018

boom-boom-boom
Don't exhaust go vroom (vroom)
All about that ching-ching-ching
Make the rest go bling (bling)
All about that bam-bam-bam
Pouring gas in my