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Gas and Mud Aye Scream, time to turn up my ni*** I'm on my hood rich shit right now I'm on my Brick Squad shit right now man I'm on my trap God shit man, trap God man It time to turn up, it time to go crazy out here man You know what I'm talkin' bout? It's low down Gucci, steal ya bomb Gucci Remember when I used to drive an old ass hooptie (fuck it) Gas packed shawty, dirty cup shawty And why they call it Mountain Park It ain't no God damn mountain I was raised in sun valley wasn't a damn thing sunny And I can't lie I try to serve every God damn junkie Smoking gas and drinking mud but you can keep your Budweiser She's a blunt begging bitch so I don't wanna stand by her If you pour your ounces up then I don't wanna drink with ya If you ain't gettin' money I don't wanna link with ya I bring the pot to the water I could kitchen sink with ya I had to kick you out the squad, you was the weakest link ni*** Gas, gas, you know I got the gas 93 octane, 4 thousand for a bag Gas, gas, sell it really fast The pack just came in, you know this shit the gas Mud, mud, gotta keep it mud 800 a pint ni***, I can't show you love Mud, mud, you know I'm drinking mud I might pour up the whole pint, cause I don't give a f*** All this mud drinkin' Bud stinkin', walkin' 'round the club ni*** I'm a drug dealer, real killer, mean mugging f*** niggas I hope you looking for me ni*** I'm the one that shot your truck ni*** And if you really wanna go to war then I don't give a f*** ni*** Got em Bentley with the paper tag, book bag full of gas Pockets can't hold on all the cash, I can loan your man some swag And I pull that pistol fast PRPs hang off my ass You save your money, buy the Jag' but bitch I could go buy a jet Remember 1996, the year that I robbed my connect I wasn't even 20 yet, I-20 with 20 bricks I done did all kind of shit, ya'll niggas just full of shit I just drunk two pints today tryna drink the pain away Gas, gas, you know I got the gas 93 octane, 4 thousand for a bag Gas, gas, sell it really fast The pack just came in, you know this shit the gas Mud, mud, gotta keep it mud 800 a pint ni***, I can't show you love Mud, mud, you know I'm drinking mud I might pour the whole pint, cause I don't give a f*** Love drankin' dirty, woke up really late I used to drank up early, I like the way it taste Drinkin' on this Actavis, I love to drank the grace They catch you with these pints my ni*** you might catch a case Flossin' tossin' up, proceed with caution I'm the boss and I ain't takin no losses Smoking gas, and I'm sippin' on poison Pull the arm and I'm a hit my target Caught a body but I beat my charges Two Ferraris I got twin horses New charger and I sat it on forges G5 touchdown on Moreland Poppin' pills like I hear voices Me and Scooter just brought twin Porsches Louie Vuittons, but I wear em like forces Burberry, my boxer shorts is Louie V this where my shorts is Sun valley that's where my heart is 26s so I'm sittin' real high, ride in the sky same place my lord is Gas, gas, you know I got the gas 93 octane, 4 thousand for a bag Gas, gas, sell it really fast The pack just came in, you know this shit the gas Mud, mud, gotta keep it mud 800 a pint ni***, I can't show you love Mud, mud, you know I'm drinking mud I might pour the whole pint, cause I don't give a f***
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