Gas Lyrics

All gas

I can't stop at no red light

Hit blunt once

Make ya go night night

Im swerving hard

Gotta make sure that my cup straight

Im shining hard

Man Ik that Nigga real tight

Aye Fuchs the rules

I'm the one that's a big stepper bitch

Who the one that get pounds

& sell em quick

Who the one that gets bag

& twerk this bitch

Don't blink ya eye

You might just miss how I work this bitch

I'm Braking hard

I pull up strong

I'm playing problems solver

That's how I feel

If you ain't w/ me

Then you my opponent

Got connects

In the hills

Real plugs growing

Don't talk to much

Cause the bag

Do the talking for me

Za bag too strong

Got damn imma tax

Got the high got the mid

Got low for you pests

Don't talk my head off

Fuchs around get chin check

Bad bitches some are twins

Walking round butt naked

Blues falling out out my pockets

Like it was some snow flakes

She only let you Fuchs

Cause I had put her off today

Ion trip about no hoes

MOB on my veins

Got next im up now

Blowing up like propane

All gas

I can't stop at no red light

Hit blunt once

Make ya go night night

Im swerving hard

Gotta make sure that my cup straight

Im shining hard

Man Ik that Nigga real tight

Aye Fuchs the rules

I'm the one that's a big stepper bitch

Who the one that get pounds

& sell em quick

Who the one that gets bag

& twerk this bitch

Don't blink ya eye

You might just miss how I work this bitch

I got a extra load

Just watch me work this bih

I'm stuffing up my cone

Breaking down you smell a whiff

Most of you niggas need a loan

Just to get a flip

Show you how to get the sauce

And how to get the chips

Don't take shit from nobody

Let em know how you feel

Tied to the money

Like it's a mf will

Got pull like the fresh prince

Nigga Call me Will

Nigga say he got all muscle

But with me you gone need skill

Running laps around you nigga

Like a hamster in its wheel

If you enn charging what I'm charging

You ain't no plug you ain't enn forreal

Imma businessman

I cut the middleman out the deal

I Know your big homie

I ain't shopping that's how I feel

All gas

I can't stop at no red light

Hit blunt once

Make ya go night night

Im swerving hard

Gotta make sure that my cup straight

Im shining hard

Man Ik that Nigga real tight

Aye Fuchs the rules

I'm the one that's a big stepper bitch

Who the one that get pounds

& sell em quick

Who the one that gets bag

& twerk this bitch

Don't blink ya eye

You might just miss how I work this bitch