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This purp got me golden
Call that L.A. Laker
Sip 120 rum, I don't need me a chaser
Thick clouds of the gas
You can't see through the vapor
Be

team with me

To all my niggas smoking gas on the roof
Fuckin bitches, Get the loot
Cause' there aight nothing else to do, Nah
If he talkin crazy go

at the camera sick as fuck
First date vibes Evil in the eyes
Who’s grandparents is that
Pastor, lawyer, gas station owner
Clerk at the grocery
Actin gross to me

Gas, hab die Ausfahrt verpasst 
Hab' gelernt, dass man erst wenn man niemanden hat
Wirklich sieht wer man ist 

Und wer eine bitch 
Tut mir leid, leider

it comes to success
All I need is shelter and some music, I could live or be dead
They say Cam “who’s your chick?”
I got her from the corner of a gas

Loud gas and drank
That's all we have
Carving out my brain
That's all we have 
Dripping acid rain
That's all we have
With our hands in the flames

Now

Bo tin mi kansa

Bo tin mi

Bo tin mi ta kambia di speed mane Sancho
Hasi lihe, disparse, riba gas
Pa despues mi no tende ta josh. a bisabo

No, mi'n

vågorna rulla mot land
Det känns så la
Det känns så la

Så långt som ett kast med en boll kan nå
Det var så nära som hon fick gå
Tills hon fick nog

(It's gas)
Like how you smokin' weed if you don't blow Sour D
I don't know about you, but that sounds suspect to me (You opps)
Focusing on my dreams until

you a demon I don't fuck with Satan
Over the last year I learned bout patience
Cause perfect timing all it really takes
Press on the gas I don't fuck

Cause i got it and i know it's mine
I ain't finna gas you
Girl you know you fine
And if a bitch forget her place
Tell her fall in line
Na
My shorty don't

Nestopuj ma, keď plním loot
Mám rád hluk, ale aj kľuď takže pššt
Celé mesto spí, keď sme my up
Nechaj tak, zapáľ gas, pridaj bass
Z auta počuť iba môj sound

And I beat up the beat
Like I beat from the back
I be making it splash
Walk through the front
I be smelling like gas
But they do not mind
Cause I got

forever
Gotta level up
Im ahead by demonstration
You aint catching up
Got this gas jared up
Too godly call it akira
Ay automatic
When I spit this shit its

made the wave
Fuck what you say
If you ain't talkin' paper then get the fuck away
Gas to the face
Bags Imma take
Yo' bitch-ass ain't allowed to speak my

Night prowlin
Through the hills of the GA
Night howlin
But I'm in the city tonight 
I can pull up and hit it tonight
I know it's low
And I know you

Oh!
DCR the ga-
I think I got a heart attack from your feelins outta whack
Drop me dead gorgeous in a flower patch I-I'm attached
Blo-Bloodshed

Can you slash my tires
Put hairspray in my gas tank for me?
Cut my throat or cut my wrists
Make it look like I did it
You know that it's what they’d

faccio solo barre che son capolavori
Fra godo che son qua,killo basi e fumo gas,due lavori
Tu che fai schifo vai a fare mapazzoni
Mica c'ho problemi solo

up is what I decide
So many want forever
So many won’t get nothing ever
I’m pushing through bad weather
Foot on the gas it might get better
So many

shit
Put my foot to the pedal
When I start smashing the gas my engine talking shit
Yeah I turn you to dust
First one to run is the first one to get bust

I'm back I ain't never counted out
I don't need gas I already got the jump start
I don't need to score I'm already in the all stars
I just want

a nigga back
Rolling gas in the caddie
Rolling triples on the track
Frozen flow now I'm flexing
Put my lyrics on a plaque
Now the throne looking empty
No

It's yours

Oh no these dreams can't crash 
Still got my foot on gas 
Saw my name in lights 
Way back in Jatto's class
Now I'm out in lag
Doing what I