Lyrics:
long
That is finna take
Less than a gallon
Left in the tank
It is a marathon
It's not a sprint
But fuck it
I guess I should win the race
I was runnin'
tell me
It's a gallon of gas, or a cold six pack
One goes in my tank, one comes in a sack
Makes life complicated when it costs the same
Hell it
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ
Tank dawg niggas
Be a tank dawg, we dem tank dawg niggas
Be a tank dawg, we dem tank dawg niggas
Be a tank dawg, we dem tank dawg niggas
Be
[chorus]
Tank dawg niggas
Be a tank dawg, we dem tank dawg niggas
Be a tank dawg, we dem tank dawg niggas
Be a tank dawg, we dem tank dawg niggas
Be
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ
Turning left when I shoulda turned right
It's been a long day
Looking like it's gonna be a long night
Got three-hundred horses and a twenty gallon tank
you need
But I can't get a gallon of gas
There's no more left to buy or sell
There's no more oil left in the well
A gallon of gas can't be purchased
you need
But I can't get a gallon of gas
There's no more left to buy or sell
There's no more oil left in the well
A gallon of gas can't be purchased
Spent all night staring deep into my five-gallon fish tank
Gallon fish tank...fish tank...
Then I woke up later sometime around 4
Thought I heard you
Left and right, niggas fake left and right
Left and right, bitches fake left and right
Left and right, 5-0 waiting left and right
Left and right,
the tank
I done stole straight from my momma
Just to get a couple commas, now I
Got 1 dollar in the bank
I got 1 dollar in the bank
I got 4 gallons in
What you selling
Where the gallons
Jozi Maboneng where the skelms
Where the skelms you get dwelms
Lose your melon for the shelling
Don’t nobody give
didn't know the meaning of hurt
Back when gas was thirty cents a gallon
And sweet magnolias line those country roads
We burned a tank of love most
To the gala
And now you're left with the fragments
Now you know what that price tag meant
It costs more than you know
And you got nothing to show
And now
had half a blunt left from last night
I lit that bitch up like
A lightbulb and got right
Started to orchestrate my day like a maestro
I should hit
see white
Death for a price, by the shotty left of the vice
My only advice is I'm a thug, nigga, now ride once killas
See you don't wanna test my tank
Pulled up for some gas I had a heart attack woah
$4.50 A gallon hurt my body bad woah
Joe Biden sticker saying I did that nooo
Think I need a second
in freedom
One gallon at a time
Like everyone around me
I'm glued to TV
And wonder how I can help
With all that I see
I got no planes have no tanks
a party on the ceiling
Driving through the city with a gallon in the tank
Takes away the money, but the price will never change
It's up in the beginning til
and this pain
Is the reason I'm awake
Ain't no soul behind these frames
I'm a shark in a tank
Ain't no soul left alive, you
A bird in my cage, Only burden:
"we left the people of israel with, one thought..
That they are not alone -- the people of new york,
People of the united states of america
Indeed
(A slime, turn that shit on)
Whole team drippin', Cartier for the left wrist
Bank teller make assist, never ever seen a miss
In and out the bank,
James Pyke
We go up, up, up, up, up, up
Captain in the cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
We be at the tank, tank, tank, tank, tank, tank
Paper in the bank,
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