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for the ghetto children
Everyday imma stunt hard get cash blow gas
Since they say players only live once then bury me in all ralph
I ball just to make

(Aye!)
I blow gas like Gengar
Just cuban link my ring now
A million what I fiend for
Cause niggas know I been down! (I been down!)
I wrote this like my

dive right in the crowd cuz I never gave a fuck
He don't blow gas that nigga a Tesla
I'm smoking exclusive this shit really pressure
I hit it from

crash with past)
Do my thing then I'm out of here (And the present beyond)
I blow gas in the booth (Do my thing then I'm out of here)
Ain't tryna pass it

me anxious
To see what you all about
Ride or die
Said she cruising
Blow gas dont trip we gucci
Bae know that thang be juicy
Darker the berry
Sweeter

the gang and the six
Bestie calling me Party
All day niggas blow gas
All day nigga count cash
All day nigga no casting
tell me what's the way
with the wrist

I manage
To buy a few diamonds
I wear like a bandage
I Jackson go pollock
Display on the canvas
I'm matching the doctrine
Blow gas we abandoned

niggas don't talk back
Blow gas that's jet pack
Whip a big body that's jet black
And I'm straight to it
No set backs

Cognac 
Woodgrain
Woodgrain
Black

to the spot where we smash and blow gas 
Then I call up a Uber to come and scoop her then I dash 
Then I'm straight back to the grind wit it 
Money on my mind

Rocking No Designer Got My Own Shit I Wear It 
Im Different From You Niggas Ain’t No Way That We Compare

Yea I Blow Gas When I’m Stressed Out 
Im A Real

really meant that



You don’t gotta ask me where I keep ya bitch at



I don’t want a piece I want the whole thang



I can blow gas like propane



You

however I treat 'em
Cash in then I cash out
Puff in, blow gas out 
Last night almost passed out
Woke up with a baddie with her ass out
My crib wet, its

Back in the city
Yea I'm back in the hood
Gotta bad bitch with me
Yea, nice ass, nice titties
Blow gas like a Hemi
By the half like a semi

Bitch I gotta

man 
Oke
Shout out ta my momma man 

We blow gas like hummus, run up numbers 
(yeah)
We got mo commas den you got pajamas 
We got mo commas den you got

listen yea I might blow gas but for real I get it
Don’t discriminate me I know they scared of my skin see the pain in my face you can sense where I been

wit gang, skrrt off in a ghost
All in her throat, bitch just like a croak
Chill wit gang, cuz those my folks
Think you blow gas, but you don't smoke
Yo

(Dimensions)
My life got another direction (Direction)
Y‘all should pay better attention (cttention)
We blow gas like a big engine (Whoah)
This shit i do's gon'

to kill
These sticks be hittin like a snare know we blow gas up in the air
Don't fuck with cam u can't compare bitch you can have the rap for real
4hunnid

fives, fives
Passed out almost died, died, died
Lately been to high, high, high
Shawty be higher then me
Shawty be moving to fast blow gas out the SRT

the white flag
Whip had to come with a black tag, plus I got a black mag
Grandma had a green Jag, float clean but I don't brag
Go fast so I blow gas and we

Blow gas in da air
Don't like no BBL I like my shit real
If you come round here you just might get spilled yeah
I got da drank man here yeah he crack da

I'm big black son, nigga
So I blow gas, give a fuck what you think
Stackin' pape so me and the gang can step in matchin' Cuban links
Y'all ain't know

dollars you know that I work
You niggas beware I'm bringing the worst
Now I get the drip from the source
They ask if I got it I told em of course
Blow gas

attack
So worried, that something could've happened bad
But you didn't let me know
That shit's not cool, Felt like a low blow
Gas is my fuel, I get high