Lyrics:
the three blind mice
When I'm in it
Straight end zone
Call me Jerry Rice
I ain't ask for her number
In my bed end of night
Gas me up like JJ
Cause the pussy
like Deadshot!
Dying from laughter
I'll make you delirious
Light up the bong
H2O, rips so furious
Toxic gas, like I'm scare crow
Or the bats greatest
and I'm right on your ass
When my foot on the pedal and I'm on that gas
Can't duck me, little nigga, don't pass, no go
Gotta give me 2,000 more, gotta flip
throwin' shots, tell that nigga get his weight up
I know you goin' through a lot, but let me see you smile
Get him in the gas chamber, he don't need a trial
Runtz fillin' up the trunk and them dirty K's
You can turn on any beat and i'ma gas up
Just got your whole clique packed up
Four deep in the stolo , we
life doesn’t quite hit like it did right?
You know the deal
Life’s fast, hit the gas
pray you never see a tail light
I stay higher than the bill
that iron
tryna stay alive
Duckin trays, I'm gon' hit the gas
If they jump behind
Bad dreams, wicked thoughts
Drops on my knee, pray to the Lord
All
talking ‘bout Cold Play
Switching flows no insurance, Progressive
See me then, see me now, Progression
Bandz
When n***gas was laughin’
I did like in school
wanna label me kaman brodi
Wai the boy yana zafi, ga hayaki
Ji inda yake pa-pa-pasa stage kaman Sarkodie
Ina hawo stage, ina kashe wa walahi
In mun
Ensam på mitt rum jag känner mig dum, stum
men lättad ändå jag tänker hur fan kommer de gå
samtalet som ändrade mitt liv det är slut inget krig,
det
niet gierig met me click want we delen met ze vijfen
Eens op Japan ik zal je niet aankijken
met je rug naar me toe ga je voor mijlen op me rijden
Met een
stern
I gotta get stronger and fast
Nobody gon’ help me with that
Paving my way till I’m higher than Smokey and gas
Nobody prevented my last
So I am now
High off that life like I live in falsetto
I stand real tall like ya girl in stilettos
Gas to the pedal running like
I win gold metals
Yall act like I
ik je meid aan
Geen D2 maar ben wel een Icon
Sinds Day 1 heb ogen op mij staan
Geeks ze worden geklapt
Door m’n gas, niet dat ik ze vas
Ben met Minos,
back when she at work she get flash backs
Fuck her rough make her nut fast then Smoke dope out a gas mask
After that she be so tired we got no choice
Niggas talking all of the wass
And all of the gas
But You know that I don't give a dash
I'm smoking the grass
Yeah you know that I mix and I match
I
The current took em
Like the day's wind
The gas rolled and the lighter lit
For bridges burned down where lives live
Ask time wounds might heal
I'm asking who
passin gas
Damn he really going out bad
No you can be me
Bustin yo ass on the court and bust your girl ass in the sheets
Homie you weak
She want the bone
the gas
Let me talk all my shit
I send the hit
Pick him up like a Lyft
Baby I'm dope
Come and get you a sniff
Posted with real ones
So you do not fit
Baby
so many lessons
Now the little man
Is loading up his gas tank
To go up the ranks
To go put some groove on
All that 4 more Benz
Yeah
I'm a road man
Yeah
was planned it was not accidental
Hitting the gas, jump in the rental
They've been hitting my jack cause I got what they want
Got the two tone bezzy'
eyes low
All gas straight fire only way that I roll lets go little hoe
From the Haystack to the East O
Frisco San Jo to the Valley Joe that shit go
When
tracks just to vent my feels
Do it day to day like Khalifa films
If you looking for the gas then we got you
With us you're number one, yea we got you
Take
yo money gone
What the fuck u expect
I can’t be wasting No time
Yeah I stuck to my grind
Put my Foot on da gas
Put my foot Put they neck
Put my foot
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