Propane Lyrics

Ay, ay, ay

Aight, aight, okay, okay

So it's gunna go

(IMMA, BLOW, UP)

Like propane

This is no game

Gunna grow like Rogaine

(IMMA, BLOW, UP)

To my higher self

Getting higher wealth

Get the bag, I ain't going for stealth

(IMMA, BLOW, UP)

Like propane

Damn, gunna make it rain with flames

(IMMA, BLOW, UP)

I don't need fame, got no shame

But, you gon', remember, the name

(NATE)

All gas, get the fuck off my ass

Didn't ask what you think, make fast

(WOOF)

Outta my face, yeah, take your libel

Tired of all the lies, just peep the title

I'm gunna (BLOW UP)

Erupting like a volcano

Got the payload, like a halo (uh)

Spinning till the top off, yeah I'm gunna pop

You know that imma keep it moving never gunna stop

Gunna (BLOW UP)

Bigger than a mushroom cloud

Smoking loud, glowing up your city downtown

Join the rally riding by my side, it comes with a crown

Cause I promise that ain't nobody choking now in the Nate household, ha

My journey is future history being told

Like Tenet, back and forward, I already know

Turn, light, blow

(IMMA, BLOW, UP)

Like propane

This is no game

Gunna grow like Rogaine

(IMMA, BLOW, UP)

To my higher self

Getting higher wealth

Get the bag, I ain't going for stealth

(IMMA, BLOW, UP)

Like propane

Damn, gunna make it rain with flames

(IMMA, BLOW, UP)

I don't need fame, got no shame

But, you gon', remember, the name

(NATE)

Straight outta Gotham, yeah

I'm insane, Bane

Tough like Wayne, rough like Bruce

Two sides of the same spruce, not at all obtuse

I got rings in my trunk so you can deduce

I got dubs in front of me

With my talent and charm beyond belief

My character will bury ya, ain't no smoke & screens, ha

Did I mention I can spit and sing?

I've been training so you'll be hearing it, uh

Like LA yeah it's my year for it, uh (Super Bowl Champions)

Musical mold, I ain't adhering to it

So bet, imma write, perform, produce, and I'm engineering it

(WOAH)

Got gas? Drop the g, son (hmm)

Think you tough shit? Fuck with me, son (hmm)

Throwing hella shade? Think you need sun (hmm), ha

Need a little cash? Here's a G, son (yeah)

Yeah I peaked in school

But that don't mean that's that

Just on a different mountain now

Imma run it right back

New goals to reach

New book imma write

New hunnid to keep

New summit imma climb

Same name, though (NATE)

An engineer of space

Writing songs in parallel with my forty-hour corporate race

Cold as snow

Hot as a flamethrower

C'mon, you already know

(IMMA, BLOW, UP)

Like propane

This is no game

Gunna grow like Rogaine

(IMMA, BLOW, UP)

To my higher self

Getting higher wealth

Get the bag, I ain't going for stealth

(IMMA, BLOW, UP)

Like propane

Damn, gunna make it rain with flames

(IMMA, BLOW, UP)

I don't need fame, got no shame

But, you gon' , remember, the name

(NATE)

Like

Li-li-li

Like propane

Pro

Pro-pro-pro-propane

(NATE)