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Ain't broke i can count this cash all i want
Blow this gas all i want
Fa!Fa! Pop this gat all i want
Understand a nigga that's all i want
Bitch be

blow this gas like speedway
When I walk inside the club my eyes on you
Thick in the thighs owe girl I want you
You my type of vibe five star and you know

on my body)
Hey, I got spikes on my wrist
'Cause a nigga finna punk em (Spikes on may wrist)
Yeah, blow that gas in they face
Jony Ca$h, finna skunk em

blow gimme gas I'm in a beast mode
Moving like P.I.M.P I'm in a beast mode
Gallivanting Jozi OMG I'm in a beast mode
Took her to my crib break her back

at nights her bliss
Auntie mad cuz I blow that gas in this place and shit
I be gettin cash honestly I can't stay away from it

Ain't mean wood when I say

shit all evening
I put in work, no time to chat, I love to run, I chase the bag
I rip a bowl, then I blow gas, bought ADA made double that
I roll

REPPIN that Sith gang 
Roll up blow gas no propane 
Smoke 6 blunts while they rotate 
Go hard like Bobby Boucher 
Go suck a dick if you hate 
I'll

I'm popping Dior tags

Boy I'm on yo ass
We got a chopper
And it sit by the door mat
I'm in the coach chat
Nowhere close man
I'm with the weed man
Blow

swing me that rock, I bet I sco
We gon' get a Bible to get a high blow, gas the wheels, bitch, I'm goin' drillin
Put a drop in, go that drop hat, put it

the yams
Don't hit my phone unless it's bands, who the fuck you think I am
Blow a pound of the gas, polo draws, I show my ass
Fuck a tina do I dash, count

thin, had to switch up the numbers
Kush and some drink you can smell my aroma, gas that I blow leave you stiff in a coma
Cut from a different cloth

bad hoes
Så gi meg en bag coke
La oss gi helt faen i morgen
La oss sniffe no blow
La meg se deg gå low
Er du en bad bitch bli med meg nå
En bad bitch

you know its up its up ong!)
Pop bottles pill swallow
Blow gas fuck models shoot hollows
Got more dollars than followers nocap n*gga we don't even rap

end a bitch
Whipping a foreign kit
Blow gas out the zip
Taking yo Christmas list
Wrapping up sending gifts
Bad bitch with big ass hips
Throwing it

presidents and blow gas in y'all residence...

Where the goers at.. bring me a goer back...

Now all I need is Smirnoff and a blow up mat...

So where my

tunneled my vision like Kodak
Like Kodak
Like Kodak
Yeah I stuff I the gas and blow that
Her ass kind of fat Imma poke that
Her ass kind of fat Imma poke

Let's get it
Young Elijah
Stop, turn it up
Shawty blow your speakers up
Got the gas, roll it up
Now yo bitch want me to fuck
Stop, turn it up
Shawty

got two gas tanks, blow a bag on 5th and Saks yea
We getting money up on this side, we getting money up on this side 

404 thats the area code, stayed

February
But, I was born the month before that
Christo blow gas, chillin' with your hoe (yea)
I'ma still roll that 'wood if it's broken
I got the midas touch

be doin the shit for attention
No new niggas I stay with the members
25 for the line I ain't talkin December
Can't smoke I still blow gas in the rental

I said fuck 12 I blow gas in front the station
Bumpin uh I'm in that Jeep you know I'm racing
I can't (huh) function, what you saying?
Bad bitch (uh)

kicking shit with my folks
Smoking good gas know it’s gone blow
Gas from the coast got this shit for the low
All type of drugs got me moving real slow
12

asses
Only blow gas I do not fuck wit' acid
Hop in that Stang' that seatbelt best be fastened
Just like a rocket I'm off and I'm blastin'
Boy do not play

wit' her
My new chick so bad I’m going to church
Wake up, blow gas, get straight to work
Tried to play yo song it was ass and too much purp
I play my