Gassed Out (Explicit)歌词-JokerTheKid&No Pwess

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Bitch we on yo ass do the dash

And leave em gassed out

We could double back

and tell those pussy boys to play round

We could throw them hands now

better hold your mans down

Remember i was class clown

now I'm getting bands now

Back to back we beat em up

why you keep your heater tuck

Just in case yo show Is up

We air it out you better duck

I got niggas posted in the back

And they don't give a fuck

I got niggas aiming at your guts

Give you tummy tuck

nigga what it is

Im tryna see whats good with kid

Ima could pock his fucking wallet

Ima go and cop a Benz

Ima paper chasing nigga

you can see it when I grin

Why you acting like a bitch

cause I was laid up with your friend

Oh he ain't know that she a hoe

Drop her back up at your door

Said her baby daddy calling

Tell that bitch to say no more

I got niggas fucking calling

Asking me to bring the dope

All I got is money, bricks

And I don't wear designer clothes

Extended mag with ruler clips

I had to cop like four of those

He was talking all that shit

But on a mission he gone fold

Talking gangster in this bitch

We leave you with a bloody nose

Used to mask up and hit licks

While posted in the scutty zone

Bitch we on yo ass do the dash

And leave em gassed out

We could double back

And tell those pussy boys to play round

We could throw them hands now

better hold your mans down

Remember i was class clown

Now I'm getting bands now

Back to back we beat em up

Why you keep your heater tuck

Just in case yo show Is up

We air it out you better duck

I got niggas posted in the back

And they don't give a fuck

I got niggas aiming at your guts

Give you tummy tuck

Better tell em tighten up

Nigga I ain't even playin

People gonna envy

cause all the money I been making

I ain't leave no evidence

So its really not no tracing

Yeah you listen to my song

But you ain't hearing what I'm saying

Got the choppa all wood

Big clips all good

So you better not play

Nigga is that understood

3.5 big wood you know I could

Now we getting to the bags

Tryna make it out the hood yeah

Roof go down like we looking in the sky

Hanging out the whip

Like we tryna do a drive by

Nigga disrespect me

Ima bring out all the guys

Go mile for them niggas

Cause I know that they gone ride

They like No Pwess boy you green

What you mean tho

For a second thought they was talking bout my pockets

But that ain't what they doing

All that shit they just talk it

Got a turbo in this whip

So call this bitch the rocket

And I got another one

And I keep it in my pocket

Niggas posting old pictures

Like I ain't already cropped it

V8 so fast even the cops ain't gonna stop it

Thought I couldn't do it again

so I had to go and top it like..

Bitch we on yo ass do the dash

And leave em gassed out

We could double back

And tell those pussy boys to play round

We could throw them hands now

better hold your mans down

Remember i was class clown

Now I'm getting bands now

Back to back we beat em up

why you keep your heater tuck

Just in case your show Is up

We air it out you better duck

I got niggas posted in the back

And they don't give a fuck

I got niggas aiming at your guts

Give you tummy tuck

Uh uh

Give you a tummy tuck

Uh uh

Give you a tummy tuck

I got niggas posted in the back

And they don't give a fuck

Uh, uh

Give you a tummy tuck