GasPack Lyrics

Smoking on that gas pack

If that's some mids then you can trash that

Twisting up the anthrax

Pockets getting jam packed

Smoking on that gas pack

If that's some mids then you can trash that

Twisting up the anthrax

Pockets getting jam packed

Pockets getting jam packed its good for me

Shoutout to that boy Bruce he'll kill for me

Had to turn this shit around fam no sad story

I just left out the dispensary with real OG

Stuffed like 20 js with purple haze

And my eyes stay stupid blazed versace shades

You still smoking on that reggie pack I'm smoking runtz

Homie where yo money at I don't do no fronts

I load the bong stuff the cones I ain't rolling blunts

Packs touching down I throw them boxes in the trunk

Turbo space cake mix it with the lemon skunk

You bitching bout the price but you still smoking on that bunk

Smokin on that gas pack

If that's some mids then you can trash that

Twisting up the anthrax

Pockets getting jam packed

Smoking on that gas pack

If that's some mids then you can trash that

Twistin' up the anthrax

Pockets getting jam packed