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Test my luck guess im roll dicing
I might blow gas on Rodeo
In the stars like Galileo
I can't kick it bitches messy (Messi)
Got the keys like I'm from

sad, Cuz they so mad
Disrespect scumlife get a toe tag (scumlife)
We don't throw flags, We just blow gas
And I ain't givin up da plug nigga don't ask

know they hatin', I'm shaking it off I'm fuck with Jamaicans, blow gas with the locs
Turn you to a pizza your ass in a box Sipping the drink out

bluffin, I mean
You can go cuff her
I'll throw this dick up in her spleen
I throw it duffles then divy it up with my team
Blow gas while laughing at these

Bowflex, long neck, giraffe
What’s next? Blow gas, loud pack, Backwoods, yeah
All I know is I smoke good weed
I got bad bitches and that’s all that I need
I

blow gas into outer space
I don't take high roads when Lord knows
The green notes got no legs and no toes
I gotta go get it on my own
Fake friends I

your mentor
I sit back, blow gas, spill pain on instrumentals
It's Hood nigga
I'm just sittn here thinkin
Blowin on Jamaican
I dun had my face in the mud

no where found and it look tragic
Couldn't touch my petty
Blow gas like The Getty
Remember ty picked me up in a drivin the Chevy
Now the rari go vroom

we
Bass going mad
Ouh we
Now we trap
Ouh we
We don't cap
Ouh we
Gon blow
Gon blow gas
Out my class
Bs I trash
Bs I
I think about quitting but do it

shells up, watch him flush
Thoroughbred with horsepower, blow gas, sour flower
Inhale, exhale, whip rock, fish scale, wholesale, retail
Break it down, rack

gotta make this shit right
We going up for a height
Say I'm influenced with life but still clutching this pipe
See we get high all night while we blow gas

blow gas
Never treat her important, cause I already know that she's not gon' last
Was up in the trap with my homies, you know that we ready to flip

Slim fast
I stay in a zone
Cause
I blow Gas
When I listen 2 you niggas
Yall sound dumb Ass
I dont even pay attention
Fuck the opps
Ain't no
Competition

shit
Oppositions in traffic
Shoot now
And ask later
Ain't that how y'all bid
Watch me work my wrist
Keep the Tooley on spin
Blow the gas like wind
My

the back of the range
Ima pick up my gang and we let that gas blow

Yuh, we let that gas blow
He think he the shit, but he really a ho
He think he on me, but

yea
Smoking gas imma blow it straight through the air
Middle fingers up yea, I could really give a care
Shawty wanna lick me up
I could tell because she

yeah,
I hit the gas yeah,
Blow the whole stash yeah,
I spend it all,Then get it back, 
Cuz thats what real hustlers gon do
I spend it all,Then get it

need to worry 
No need to take it slow, baby 
Wait and see 

We'll go drivin' too fast 
Down old Route 66 
We'll put our foot on the gas and blow by

turn up and blow gas to the face 
Throw some chopped up hi hats and a boomin 808 it's ok give a damn what you say 
Damn tdub you going hammer today I

you to sleep

Hop out the rental, blow on some gas
Brand new sprinter, whole lotta cash
I know I'm a sinner, pray for a bag
I gotta go get it

the reup 
Waiting for the reup 
Waiting for the reup hold up

I don't blow gas y'all know me, but my baby need an oz of that OG 
Sticky icky with no seeds,

a habit
Type'll get it no mattress
Then she go and do a back bend
I ain't worried bout the rappin'
Whipping it quick I'm laughin'
Blow gas, then I ash it
I

stealing at walmart
Made a play today but wont buy no Goyard
Think its safe to say I grew up a whole lot
Ynot check the neck tat
You know I blow gas pack

can't even keep track
It's strange No cap I just don't ever look back
Switch lanes Blow gas I just keep stacking up the racks
We don't ever give up we up