Exotic Gas ft. Jerki00 & Twin.Smoke Lyrics

Been countin' rack, I know I ain't fall back

Your shawty punched, she known as a been had

Whippin' that coupe, I call it a German

Niggas be mad, you ridin' a coupe

Like what you gon' do

These niggas be fakin', ain't part of the crew

Takin' it deep, you know that's the truth

Shawty called me over, I said that it's cool

Been makin' money ain't counterfeit dude

Y'all niggas be hatin', y'all niggas be lame

Niggas chasin' pussy, ain't doing the same

Y'all niggas thinkin' this shit is a game

This ain't GTA, stay in your lane

Aim for the top, I know I got aim

Like Dior said, you play, you lay

L-Like Dior said, you play, you lay

If you talk shit, send you up and away

Can't fuck with your bitch, cause she not in my league

They ask how I do it, lil' bitch, I'm unique

These pussy niggas take my music and leak

Your bitch at my crib now she wanna be a freak

She said that she bored, I told her to tap

I do this shit solo, I just keep a strap

I been havin' racks, I don't cap in my rap

Talk on the net lil' bitch, we gon' walk to your trap

Imma hunt that boy down and put him on a shirt

If I catch that lil' bitch, Imma leave his ass hurt

In a Big Body Tonka Tesla CyberTruck

And I'm getting this bread like a mufucken duck

And these niggas too fake Imma keep it a buck

Bitch I'm chasin' this money like this shit a hunt

And I'm fuckin' your bitch from the back to the front

I smoke hella gas

We gon' walk into your trap

What you mean like fuck your gang

I can't switch up on my gang

And my gang just hit the store

Went and copped some Helmut Lang

15 with a fuckin' bag

Niggas can't even flex a rack

Bitch fell in love with the money

I can't fuck with no damn Gnat

Hit my plug like, where you at?

Smoking on Exotic pack

Run this shit like runnin' back

Way too high I can't go back

Nah Jack

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