
Gas ft. LaJhu Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
(Yeah!, What?)
On the ops I slide and you know I put them boys to rest
Yeah, you know my niggas slide, yeah, bullets through your chest
I ain't never been no bitch, ima give them boys my best
Ima up it on the chop , yeah, bullets through your flesh
Y'all lil niggas playin' checkers, I'm out here playin' chess
Heavy artillery, nigga feelin' like I'm Vlad
Yeah, we blastin' on the son bet we leavin' mama sad
Fat Lame ass nigga hoe yeah you really tasteless
And you know I'm one-on-one, lil' bitch you can't replace it
Got a bad hoe in my bitch, she chillin' and she naked
You a fat ass nigga, yeah, you ugly and you stay cheap
You a ugly ass hoe, yeah, always using filters
Yeah, you know I'm smokin' gas, feelin' like I'm Hitler
Fuck broke niggas, they can't even show me fifty
Young nigga feelin' like Curry, getting shifty
Getting big, blue pills, nigga feel like Benji
Yeah, I'm linkin' with this hoe, yeah, nigga get it busy
Yeah, like I'm Duke Dennis, you could say I'm gettin' rizzy
Take a rip off this blunt, and you know I'm fuckin dizzy
They keep askin' how much money I make, nigga plenty
I got so much money, nigga, I ain't usin' no penny
And I'm with my twin named Jhu, that's my twizzy
How many minutes till my show?, gotta think, bout' twenty
They keep askin' douski you got hoes, nigga how many?
Yeah, one, two, three, four, five, yeah
Niggas, bitches, ain't even totin on they fire, yeah
And I'm whippin this bitch overdrive, (overdrive, yeah)
Whippin this bitch overdrive, (overdrive)
If you Douski you know I don't fight, (I don't fight, yeah)
Got two Glocks, yeah, (yeah)
One named Bonnie, the other named Clyde, yeah
On the ops I slide and you know I put them boys to rest
Yeah, you know my niggas slide, yeah, bullets through your chest
I ain't never been no bitch, ima give them boys my best
Ima up it on the chop , yeah, bullets through your flesh
Y'all lil niggas playin' checkers, I'm out here playin' chess
Heavy artillery, nigga feelin' like I'm Vlad
Yeah, we blastin' on the son bet we leavin' mama sad