GAZ ft. Adam Wilson, T.Bev, Young Terro & YMG Leek Lyrics

I guess I'll just settled with the fact that they won't understand it till they understand

Execute the plan then you got the world in your hands you know the hoes flocking

Pockets stuffed on overload can't compare me to these bozos

MIT on the logo it's a long and rocky road though but i keep that gasolina

Rolled equipped i ain't gonna lie i keep a cool pelican fly yea

Nigga think he pressing me though I keep that desert eagle make em fly yea

Keep the gasolina rolled up I'm in my zone can knock me off my flow nigga

Karate pork chop the price is low and I'm plugging in the hoe fridge like i ain't come here for nothing

Pop a button get loose juke boxes in the oven ready bake his ass on my soul you ain't

Taking nothing The road been hella bumpy the scales be hella chunky

Junkie packing soul breaking arm

Just to feel some l

Snow make his nose runny couldn't keep the throat coming

Hit brodie through the telly it's another piece coming

Pouring dirty sodas how them packs get cross the border i ain't really fuck with laws

We see them bitches get to crashing out straps out get blinded we put strobe lights on them

Heaters nigga for real pop a pill roll some gasolina the streets us its never a drought little baby

Don't fuss we sipping more lean than a detroit nigga wearing three buffs don't creep up this

40 turn a nigga into that gaso that gasolina nigga

I said baby you ain't never met a homie like me you wanna join me but do you really want it like

Leek how many times i've fallen and got back up like 3 i took out with this shit skrrrr GT

This hoodie on me not out the whip tinted we popped out you know i had to do it they had

The chance and blew it and now I'm hot and i'll make a melt i took a lot of L's a few dubs under my

Belt

Was playing hide and seek and fucked around and found myself they did a lot of foul things

I never called the ref my shoes better from three years ago so watch your step

They tell their problems like that's something nobody never felt

I put the whole team on my back i let the whole gang speak on the track

I put the whole team on my back i let the whole gang speak on the track

Lil bitch said that she was innocent until I took her out and dove right up in the shit

Spent a whole night complacent on some beats and then I remember I can smoke some gasoline

Drink my whole way through the damn day swear I quit sipping lean

I swear I quit lying to every bitch that's fucking with me but then i drank a fifth of liquor and put it on the

Beat so take a sit and listen i got a bunch of songs that i wrote

Maybe we can smoke a wood and get close gasoline it got me feigning

That gasoline it got me feigning

So fuck a dream I'm like kareem painting pictures when i write hooks when i write hooks

What's the night looking like if i can't get drunk I'm not showing up

I'm not pulling up

Bitch if you ain't got that gasoline