TrillGotJuice - Gas lyrics

[Hook] Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas All that we smoking is gas Watch how i run up them bands Thumbing through one hundred bands Run up and run up them bands Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas All that we smoking is gas Watch how i run up them bands Thumbing through one hundred bands Run up and run up them bands [Verse 1: $eeNoBandz] Lil n***a trynna punk me? b**h n***a trynna punk me? I'm getting cash, what do you mean? You is a fake, you smile through your teeth I took your girl we f** when we speak She left you on read, i left her on seen Shout out Highbridge i'm new on the scene Heavy metal when i'm making her scream All that we smoking is gas Watch how i run up them bands Thumbing through one hundred bands Run up and run up them bands And i'm the man, got a grand? couple grams Finesse your grams our her cheeks Called me her dad Ain't my bad she look sleek b**h i ball every week.. Lil b**h i ball every week So don't even call me to speak if it ain't about a dollar I'm a young n***a out here, just trynna get figures so i could keep a b**h on a collar.. Saying f** 12's, k** a n***a no bells Bruise a n***a we gonna swell I just wanna flex, signing off on a check I want the Luger like Lex I wanna get famous like Dex I won't go back to my ex Blowing straight gas at my ex Throwing straight facts at her neck These n***as don't want it These n***as don't want it I called that girl in the morning She know that i'm storming I'm making it wet, i'm just making it wet Thirty two shots riding around with the tech 9 millimeter might put you to d**h Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas All that we smoking is gas Watch how i run up them bands Thumbing through one hundred bands Run up and run up them bands Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas All that we smoking is gas Watch how i run up them bands Thumbing through one hundred bands Run up and run up them bands [Verse 2: MAC] Water whipping with the pot boi Shooting shots but not Glocks boi You know me to much sauce dripping so I f** your b**h and you're not boi Pool table in the front doe Have her come thru the back door Mixing and whipping in the trap so you know what that's for Lambo with the swerve on em Got them Girls with the curves on em We be getting high daily, so we got them birds on em We like Nike, cut the checks Dj Khaled we the best You know the trap is where I be at I got a T on my chest I just did it for the squad I just did it for the fam bam I shake hands now thank you ma'am Post a pic with the squad and put it on the gram So what I get hella turnt Everybody's moving in reverse I got the blunt in my right hand Finna put this beat in a hurse Then I leave With my cup Kinda purple Pour it up I got the gas in the blunt I break it down and roll it So what if I leave So what if I do me So what if I come thru pmg sh** we like 100 deep I got your b**h on my genitalia I know the rest of you n***as scared of us I don't really do or say much but ik you n***as can't hang with us Hit them folks no stop it You Johnny bravo no rocket I got the gas I got the gas Now we got your speakers just rockin [Hook] Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas All that we smoking is gas Watch how i run up them bands Thumbing through one hundred bands Run up and run up them bands Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas,Gas All that we smoking is gas Watch how i run up them bands Thumbing through one hundred bands Run up and run up them bands