Lil Jairmy - Intro lyrics

[Intro] I just been lettin' the money pile up Bring a whole lot of this sh*t Let's go Probably too much of this (Sinnin') But I can't get enough of this sh*t (LegendaryDidIt) Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm talkin' everything brand new, you know Uh, new whips, new clips Whole lotta chips, you know what's goin' on, ni**a Gas way, prime in the ashtray Uh Gas God, yeah, uh [Verse] Glock on top, I'm subtractin' the ceiling Drac' drop, in the trap, made a killing Got killers and dealers, they packed in the building Wherever I go, man, that strap comin' with me Smash off in that 'Cat like a villain We be robbin' ni**as, we ain't handle no stealin' Gеt the fu*k out the trap, you just chillin' Grind hard evеry day, rack for rack to a million Uh, bet they ain't expect to see me Blowin' gas, goin' fast in that Lamborghini (Skrrt) I got these b*tches mad 'cause they never seen me And one them b*tches with me, got 'em eatin' semen I don't ever stop grindin', I keep 'em schemin' I might get the Redeye and make it a Demon Eyes red already, I'm steady leanin' ni**as scream, "Trap or die," they don't know the meaning Uh, ni**as that's scared to work When I jumped off that porch, I was headfirst 'Member Ryan hit me with some bad work They had stunted back then, they didn't know my worth I post up with that coke and I go berserk I'm not scared of no ni**a on planet Earth Every lick that I hit, had to plan it first Since a jit, I put racks in my granny purse, on God You can try to run from this chopper when it get to poppin' At your pussy ass, but it's gon' be hard Had these hoes y'all ni**as be fu*kin' Now they touchin' my dick, won't even get hard Lot of ni**as claimin' this sh*t, but they fakin' this sh*t Baby girl, I'm the real Gas God Sold the most 'bows and I fu*ked the most hoes And I bought the most clothes and I bought the most cars Every time a ni**a had spoke on my name, that's on gang I rolled up on him just like cigar They gon' think that I live on the range ni**a play, get to shootin' this b*tch like I'm Steven Seagal ni**as wanted me to fall off way back in the day They ain't expect for to see me this far She treat me like sushi, she eatin' me raw You can keep your lil' coochie, just give me your jaw I just got another load, streets callin' my phone Got a fifty piece gone 'fore I made this song I'ma get in all black 'fore I make a diss song Got an automatic chip on the back of my chrome I walk through the door rockin' Chrome Hearts You gon' die if you play, make your own choice Plug had gave me them 'bows, I stopped answerin' the phone I ran off when he send me the invoice