C4 - Gas and Mud lyrics

[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame] Aye Scream, time to turn up my n***a I'm on my hood rich sh** right now I'm on my Brick Squad sh** right now man I'm on my trap God sh** man, trap God man It time to turn up, it time to go crazy out here man You know what I'm talkin' bout? [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] It's low down Gucci, steal ya bomb Gucci Remember when I used to drive an old a** hooptie (f** it) Gas packed shawty, dirty cup shawty And why they call it Mountain Park It ain't no God damn mountain I was raised in sun valley wasn't a damn thing sunny And I can't lie I try to serve every God damn junkie Smoking gas and drinking mud but you can keep your Budweiser She's a blunt begging b**h so I don't wanna stand by her If you pour your ounces up then I don't wanna drink with ya If you ain't gettin' money I don't wanna link with ya I bring the pot to the water I could kitchen sink with ya I had to kick you out the squad, you was the weakest link n***a [Hook: Gucci Mane] Gas, gas, you know I got the gas 93 octane, 4 thousand for a bag Gas, gas, sell it really fast The pack just came in, you know this sh** the gas Mud, mud, gotta keep it mud 800 a pint n***a, I can't show you love Mud, mud, you know I'm drinking mud I might pour the whole pint, cause I don't give a f** [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] All this mud drinkin' Bud stinkin', walkin' 'round the club n***a I'm a drug dealer, real k**er, mean mugging f** n***as I hope you looking for me n***a I'm the one that shot your truck n***a And if you really wanna go to war then I don't give a f** n***a Got em Bentley with the paper tag, book bag full of gas Pockets can't hold on all the cash, I can loan your man some swag And I pull that pistol fast PRPs hang off my a** You save your money, buy the Jag' but b**h I could go buy a jet Remember 1996, the year that I robbed my connect I wasn't even 20 yet, I-20 with 20 bricks I done did all kind of sh**, ya'll n***as just full of sh** I just drunk two pints today tryna drink the pain away [Hook: Gucci Mane] Gas, gas, you know I got the gas 93 octane, 4 thousand for a bag Gas, gas, sell it really fast The pack just came in, you know this sh** the gas Mud, mud, gotta keep it mud 800 a pint n***a, I can't show you love Mud, mud, you know I'm drinking mud I might pour the whole pint, cause I don't give a f** [Verse 3: Gucci Mane] Love drankin' dirty, woke up really late I used to drank up early, I like the way it taste Drinkin' on this Actavis, I love to drank the grace They catch you with these pints my n***a you might catch a case Flossin' tossin' up, proceed with caution I'm the boss and I ain't takin no losses Smoking gas, and I'm sippin' on poison Pull the arm and I'm a hit my target Caught a body but I beat my charges Two Ferraris I got twin horses New charger and I sat it on forges G5 touchdown on Moreland Poppin' pills like I hear voices Me and Scooter just brought twin Porsches Louie Vuittons, but I wear em like forces Burberry, my boxer shorts is Louie V this where my shorts is Sun valley that's where my heart is 26s so I'm sittin' real high, ride in the sky same place my lord is [Hook: Gucci Mane] Gas, gas, you know I got the gas 93 octane, 4 thousand for a bag Gas, gas, sell it really fast The pack just came in, you know this sh** the gas Mud, mud, gotta keep it mud 800 a pint n***a, I can't show you love Mud, mud, you know I'm drinking mud I might pour the whole pint, cause I don't give a f**