Jr - Gas Lyrics

Smoke that gas (Yea)
Lil bitch she a fan (Yea yea)
Do the dash hit the bitch then do the flash (Zoom)
Count the cash no no you cappers won't last (No no)
Snake the kid might just leave you in the past (Bye bye)
Smoke that gas (Yea)
Lil bitch she a fan (Yea yea)
Do the dash hit the bitch then do the flash (Zoom)
Count the cash no no you cappers won't last (No no)
Snake the kid might just leave you in the past (Bye bye)
Hold up put my pedal to the floor
Skrrt off on my past no I ain't lookin' back no more
Your bitch she be callin' I'm the one that she adore
She be callin' on my phone don't pick up I just click ignore
Rockstar livin' I just wanna tour the world
Do a couple shows after that I'll do a couple more
When the money calls that's the only time I hit the road
I got me myself and I so I never feel alone
On my grind I never slack
Add it up never subtract
Say you cookin' up that fire heard your new shit it was whack
I done gave you all a chance to make shit right and now you mad
Tunnel vision focused on the money that I'm stackin'
Bring the racks in get to counting
So much money on me I need an accountant
Never slackin' on my grind kid
Spittin all these facts while you haters be cappin'
Smoke that gas (Yea)
Lil bitch she a fan (Yea yea)
Do the dash hit the bitch then do the flash (Zoom)
Count the cash no no you cappers won't last (No no)
Snake the kid might just leave you in the past (Bye bye)
Smoke that gas (Yea)
Lil bitch she a fan (Yea yea)
Do the dash hit the bitch then do the flash (Zoom)
Count the cash no no you cappers won't last (No no)
Snake the kid might just leave you in the past (Bye bye)
Hold up kick that bitch right out the door
Found out she a nat no I ain't f*cking with no hoe
I can't trust nobody I can't trust a single soul
I don't need your problems I got problems of my own
Thottie thottie wanna give that sloppy toppy
I say no way Jose no no no LIL bitch now do you copy
Sipping syrup got me drowsy smokin' got my mind all cloudy
I'm up next but they been doubtin' they don't give a f*ck about me
Had to go and get it have to get my bands up
Everywhere I go they been givin' me mad love
All these haters be jealous I ain't phased I ain't stressin'
Had to learn all the lessons and it's you vibe I don't mess with
I'm Gucci I went ghost
Had to leave em behind I ain't alone
I got my fam with me everywhere I go
Stickin with the realest they really doin' the most
Smoke that gas (Yea)
Lil bitch she a fan (Yea yea)
Do the dash hit the bitch then do the flash (Zoom)
Count the cash no no you cappers won't last (No no)
Snake the kid might just leave you in the past (Bye bye)
Smoke that gas (Yea)
Lil bitch she a fan (Yea yea)
Do the dash hit the bitch then do the flash (Zoom)
Count the cash no no you cappers won't last (No no)
Snake the kid might just leave you in the past (Bye bye)