Lyrics:
Wir sind wach
Mit den Bras
Team sleepless ticken Flex
In dicken Packs ich baller baller kranke
Parts
Ab in die Charts
Ticken Flex geben Gas für den
na
oh na na na
Shawty got me singing
Oh na na na
Oh ma ma ma
Shawty got mi singing oh na na na
Take my banana na na
Shawty got me going go ga ga ga
Eh
like bird man, Ain't playin no mo'
Feelin' like a star running back, hit the gas
All that bullshits in the past, never last, money long it duralasts
like cherry (So, sweet)
All these cap ass n***as their lives imaginary (Facts)
I be smoking on this gas, wait I gotta catch my breath
My life an endless
Cashjunky Baby
Knowatimtalmbout
Roll up some gas roll up a plane I take me trip to ease the pain
N-ggas gone hate me just stay in yo lane
Im
mycket att betala för en äcklig grängesberg
Istället för att vara ledsen den 26:e gå samma väg som mig för den är bättre
Kom så ska jag visa dig
Är du
You should now better
Get je own cheddar
Ik wil van een boot springen
Ik wil in me do zwemmen
Mocht ik do hebben
Ga ik ook splashen
Ja ik ben een go
Yeah, psh
Whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah, huh
Cezar, psh, yeah, yeah, psh
Gas exchange, pass it to the bro
I don't change, 2K3 I be the goat (Cezar)
Let it
Och de känns no riktigt nice
Ute på Malmn me mina kaverin twelsun i handen lite snägärin
Mååhe mååhe mååhe mååhe
Påväg mot Blesu måste bara gå in ti
I went and got a bag on em
I went and got a bag on em
But now i hit gas on em
I don't want her
Man I'll pass on it
Time is money
All this cash
Tu so štorije klošarkašev, hijena stanje uma
Pozna jih ulca, pravmo jim popaliđuma
Skevo za vogalom, dežurni popaljator
K čopor ga zavoha, prc
Three times the road again
A different destination every time
Three times the road again
I keep and keep and keep passing by
The gas station,
hittin the gas
Look at the sunset go
I dont want u nomo
Ima go splash some mo
Look at me now
Rollin a pound
Gotta go chase the do
I dont want u no mo
Ima
Get her JuiceBox wet
Tell her don't stop that
Pick it up drop that
Run it up get a check
Ima just smoke on that gas
Smoking on exotic gas
Ima go get
Someone grab a mic 'cause I'm 'bout to gas
Red red rum going places no one ever has
Ride this elevator just to leave my past
Take it to the 13th
Yuh trappaan vaa new vegas, Yuh poltan vaa vitu gas
Pistän ringin pyörii sanon pass, Oot täs geimis vaa vitu hidas
Yuh trappaan vaa new vegas, Yuh
the top, hit the gas, let's go far
I been balling you gonna have to vote me MVP
They be looking at me they just wanna envy me
Riding foreign with no key
Smoking gas mix that shit up wit the lean bout to crash
Hit the gas hit the dash woah woah aye
We came along way from the street
We came along way from
Come to my city it's litty
We turn da fuck up when we tipsy
We got dem choppa's wit 50
Bitch you can get the whole 50
We got dat gas and dat whitney
a bo
Phone still jumping like it's 1994
I got bales of that gas i got pints of lean that bitch wanna line but i gave her a bean
I got bales of that
kwa nn'onye choo onye choo na ga pa te'go iye iye
Ego dife nonu eh
Anife melue bate 'go eruike
Is it because E-Money get money
Obikubana get money
achtertuin
Wine slow babygirl ey achteruit
Ik drive in sport jij achteruit
Ik drive in sport jij achteruit
Ik ga rechtdoor
Ik ga vooruit
Ik ga rennen voor cash
gas
She smokes that purp
She got ass and class
Now tell me what’s that worth
She rolls my gas
She smokes that purp
She got ass and class
Now tell me
Double cup double cup
My check be running up
Back in the rover, got gas, imma roll me one
Diamonds all over my neck and my rollie uh
Got yo girl
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