
GAS OR WHAT??? ft. Frida Ka$hflo Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Never care so much
Ran out of woods, just pass the Dutch
On set now nigga
2 shows, 2 sold out, niggas just add it up
I don't dance, let fans do that
Get cozy, y'all just pallin' up
He tight as fuck in stretcher how we fold him
Why you gas em' up? (Get on my level nigga…)
Said yo bitch miss me, wasn't gon ask her
She ain't got no hands
She get lit wit me, she keep switches tucked
Had called me out that sundown
Hit the pen like shit a pit stop
Then we ran it back like, foenem we got licks to hit
Tween hits, real nigga dropped a band on drip
Left me in stitches how they spit, them niggas wish was me
Y'all wasn't gon' book me
Hope still move like that, got niggas askin'
Couldn't see me cook so they gon' snuck me
That's just hustlin' backwards
Y'all been went hooky, niggas lucky I wasn't lookin
I'm just rookie
Don't dance, fans do that
Get cozy, y'all just pallin' up
On set now nigga
2 shows, 2 sold out, niggas just add it up
Never care so much
Ran out of woods, just pass the Dutch
He tight as fuck in stretcher, how we fold him
This shit gas or what?
Ooo
Bitch you know I'm taxin' on this gas I'm baggin' up
These niggas be broke
Ain't talkin no money
It ain't addin' up
These fuck niggas don't know me
Not my homies, I can't dab 'em up
I'm off a wood or two
We inna Stu', you finna spazz or what?
These fuck niggas be mad
They on my ass, they think I owe 'em sumn
Heard he went out sad
Might smoke a nigga like I blow the Runtz
Really I be humble
Check the stats, my bag still goin' up
Heard that it was smoke, bitch
False alarm, these hoes ain't showin' up
Bitches internet
We sendin' shots just like a email
Swear that he yo mans
When it go down, I bet you he tell
Really came a long way
Remember boostin' out a retail
Been feeling like the man
Like I'm that nigga, I'm that female
Really been goin' dumb
I'm off this wocky goin numb
Lit up in my city
Watch this shit, I'm finna show 'em sumn
Blowin' on this wood
Lil bitch I'm good my vision slowin' up
That lil boy wanna link
That nigga beat, you talkin' cash or what?