Lyrics:
a Tank, when I step on the gas turn to sonic..
I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin'.. I'm rollin', I'm rollin'!! I don't got a conscious!!!!! Bitch call me
the lot, woah
I need the percs that you got, woah
I got the gas, it's a lot, woah
Feeling tenacious, yeah, no one can stop this
My d**k like a pill, you know
bol
Mon ga t'as pas autre choses à faire
Pourquoi veux-tu me couper les ailes
Le bon Dieu veut m'élever
Mais fils de Pute veut briser la nacelle
Think it prolly shocked her
She want me to stalk her
Think I’m Herschel walker
I’m not but I’m a baller, dog that’s off the collar
Had to put the gas
clue
Bet your man’s don’t do half of what
He does
Steppn on that gas pedal cuz
Guarantee you we be going places
Hanging around different races
and my skrews need to be fastened
Im a psycho with a gas mask on like sick jacken and duke
It aint a fluke its been tried im the truth
All you fake motha
a violent a son
Clubs a hoe daughter
World is back at war
& momma she got health problems
Gas price high as fuck
& my time caught up
Worthless jobs little pay
Грязный flex
Party dance
Crazy gas
Bitch, I’m bless
Let’s go sex
Wow, big ass
Мы с ней на рейс
Ты запомнить должен
Я как сейф надёжный
Так обычный парень,
can't stop my shooters once I send 'em out, my hands tied (bitch)
Bitch, I'm fly, I got more gas than an airline
Smoke with your hoe and get more head
Smashed gas propane im like a blue flame -blue flame
New flame cant be content i am untamed
Diamonds so bright daylight from my piece and chain-chain
Paper
and get some gas but no u can’t come shop for cheap
And if u try to rob, u gon meet god, u gon see 223s
Yo bullets hit like wwe, my bullets ufc
I got drip u
look like barney
Innat field i got ah army
Playin games it get retarded
Hollup bx dey got me started
Smokin gas they think i farted
Bet these bullets
have the gas
I do this for my kids I do this for my FAM
Give a fuck how you feel I’m gonna do it till I end
HOOK
Codeine and a cookie blunt I gotta
the clout
I ain’t talkin bout what other niggas talkin about
I be talkin makn moves and keep my name out ya mouth
REALLY IM MASHIN THE GAS THO
I CAN DO
Boi im yo ah
Smokin on dis gas
Datz dat exotic
as a Pelican
You is so delicate
Pull up at half in yo face for the hell of it
Bring the Magic i’m a Wizard with elements
Gas packs got the Nuggets i’m selling
might blow up
Your bitch in love with the PDW
If your don’t got racks lil bitch cant fuck you
We just smoke that gas, American muscle
On I-85 just me
mashing on the gas til the pedal red, (what that mean Chapp), meaning Ima say everything that they never said, never scared, stackin up my cheddar bread,
me kamer Gamabunta
We gaan heel de avond door morgen ga je niet naar djoenta
Ik wil dat je whined op me dick net zumba
(Yeah)
B ik kan je leggen net
Making a left down York
New flows for old lanes i flame with a torch
Gazing through Smokey lenses enjoying the sport
Foot on the gas that I won’t
zerstören.
Oder sehen was hier passiert.
Abwarten und verlieren.
Aufgeben vornherein kein Kampf riskieren.
Doch ich Geb Gas, und weg von hier.
Seht ihr zu
gas everything I’m givin’ is propane
Still broke, so I gotta hustle the broke way
Money ain’t the motive, but the money gone move thangs
I’m so
lúc anh ta đang cố nghe con tim mình thầm thì
Và đôi khi anh chạnh lòng vì những gã theo đuổi em (where do we go)
Và có người muốn hái vài người khác
started and thought that
The vibe was intense
I ain’t think so
This lethal
So clout chase this
No hero
Like my gas potent
That Diesels
Everything
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