G.A.S.

It's bad bitches in the back, ahhh Who is them, yeah It's like two of them, yeah They asking who is him, yeah I was rolling off the bean That shit got me feeling free Tell me what you want Go on tell me what you need I ain't do nothing wrong Got a crib out in the trees Give a f*ck when you shake it But you gotta shake for me Ay, Ay, got a crib out in the trees You might think it's make believe Imma tell her what she need Yeah, young nigga really goated Came up in the 9 Young nigga controlled it I need me a pint mix fours of the potion Hold on Take that back Nigga got caught up over the texts Saying some bullshit I never meant This shit going ways it never should've went When I'm alone have dreams of the Bentley Niggas could never finesse me Only ex I know is ecstasy Only ex I know is ecstasy Hit that bitch up later on I might hit her in the morning Young nigga out here zoning Young nigga in my zone Young nigga in my zone Young nigga I'm just rolling Play the cards wrong now we mother fucking enemies Only mix up fours what the f*ck is you handing me Don't do no shots of the Dusse or the Hennessy Two bad bitches in the back They just friends to me Hit one of them in the past Swear that shit was wack Big bags wanna sit back just smoking pack High school I remember pouring up before my class Big gas I remember me and DJ skipping class Smoking big bags I remember back to class I'm on my ass Tryna get the cash Hit the highway moving fast I done seen it with my eyes Having visions of this shit I know it's gonna come to pass Shoot my shot ain't come to pass Get the kitty not the Jag Graduate from BMW now I want Hellcat Skirting fast I'm on you ass That Draco gone fucking blast All you see is dreadlocks and Covid masks It's bad bitches in the back, ahhh Who is them, yeah It's like two of them, yeah They asking who is him, yeah I was rolling off the bean That shot got me feeling free