So count on it.
See ya.
Smoking up the gas.
I'm like a Chevron.
You know I keep the gas.
I run out grunts, still set a gag, like Shea Station.
Bands of the gang, they call me Tessie Cole, man Gang, gang, gang, gang
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
All I want to get is thinking through the bag.
They still go take them.
All they want to get.
Playin' Mississippi All you want it bags Pull away that gadgets I make a lot of cash
Replayin' is weak, you're trappin' me so fast I can give it to you
Just send a nigga the ad.
Five times back in Sillage, thank you so bad.
Bills of this shit.
I had to do some math.
Calculate a shawty.
A plus all in class.
Nigga be so mad cuz I don't serve no crowds.
Smoking up the gas.
I'm like a Chevron.
You know I keep that gas.
I ran off.
run still sit again like shield stations bands of the gang they call me
cold man smoking up the gas i'm like a chevron you know i keep that gas i run out
Tick run, still sit again, like should've stayed shunned.
Bags lit again, they call me
Oh, man.
Bosses take losses.
That ain't God's plan.
That little shit that you buy.
Is it make me laugh when you pee?
Nigga, you ain't no man.
Walkin' out with bags lickin' like the Trap Man Gettin' them tractor-trailer loads
Gatsby Trad Cans, a bag, gram per pound bags.
Starting out small, Sean D, I got that grass.
Painting at the class.
Like an R&B looking like some fans.
How you get that car juice?
I bought it off the gas.
I don't like a shell, special good.
All I sell is gas.
When you got them bags, they fly real fast.
Smoking up the gas, I'm like a sheriff.
run.
You know I keep the gas.
I ran out to the ground.
Still see the gas.
Like chill stations.
Bands of the gang, they call me Tessie Cole, man.
Smokin' up the gas, I'm like a Chevron You know I keep the gas, I run off tech
run, still sit again, like ship stations, bags hit again, they call me
We just chase a bad nigga by the lake.
That when she get back, I'll be trying to rap.
I'll also sell the bags.
Hot traffic like a drive-thru, pull up, get the gas.
Badwood 3-5 on the stronger gas.
Vince Callaghan will put you on your ass.
Vince and Whitney Lee.
Make you tilt your head.
Huh?
Faulty is the scrap.
Don't make it know you clout.
I just waited for on the scale.
Pull up, make they say it.
If y'all don't choose me, then I'ma give them hell.
trying to dodge the sale keep it like a shell smoking up the gas i'm like a shell
run.
You know I keep that gag.
I run, I'll take run.
Still see the gag like Shell Station.
Bags of the gas, they call me Tipsy Cold Man.
Smokin' up the gas, I'm like a Chevron.
You know I keep that gag.
I run, I'll take, run.
Still set a gag.
My show stations, bags, and again they call me.
