Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Good Gas
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Gomringer
Composer
Malcolm Davis
Composer
Tim Gomringer
Composer
Trocon Roberts
Composer
Troy Lane
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cubeatz
Producer
Trocon Roberts
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah, you gotta take time with this shit
TYO, Uno and they bit (First)
First and they bit, good job, first
Oh, yeah
[Verse 2]
Wonder why the cap on me?
Two hundred racks on me
Yeah, know I got a pack on me
Yeah, know I got a pack on me
Yeah, Good Gas got her nose up
Louis belt, yeah, I show up
Burberry jacket, doors up
Wonder why that bitch chose up
'Cause I be stylin', uh
I take that bitch to the island, uh
I see the lame **** eyein', uh
Heard you **** on a diet, yeah
You wanna smoke, then try it, uh
Heard you **** on a diet, yeah
You wanna smoke, then try it, yo
I heard you **** on a diet, yeah
[Verse 3]
Uh, so much grain in my pocket, uh
Margiela, yeah, had to cop it
Yeah, know I be drippin' in the kitchen, uh
Back around, stayed in Lennox, uh
Ride around the city like, tittie
Ride around, then you know I get it
Had a little bitch, had to hit it
Got that Dutch, then I split it
[Verse 4]
Damn, ****, where you find her
Rock on in designer
Lame ****, no talent, uh
Relax, baby, I'll recline ya, uh
She bad, I remind her, uh
Thought I'd let you know, uh
Diamonds, let you go, uh
Fuckin' up a check though
[Verse 5]
Wonder why the cap on me?
Two hundred racks on me, yeah
Know I got a pack on me, yeah
Know I got a pack on me, yeah
Good gas got her nose up
Louis belt, yeah, show up
Burberry jacket, doors up
Wonder why that bitch chose up
'Cause I be stylin', uh
I take that bitch to the island, uh
I see the lame **** eyein', uh
Heard you **** on a diet, yeah
You wanna smoke, then try it, uh
Heard you **** on a diet, yeah
You wanna smoke, then try it, yo
I heard you **** on a diet, yeah
[Verse 6]
Asked lil' bae, could she wait a lil' minute
Asked lil' bae, can she wait up
Pussy lil' **** wanna halo
All these lil' bitches showin' fake love
Told pussy ****, better hold your lip
Told the lil' bitch, come hold my nuts
Babe, please hold up, me and Tokyo doin' donuts
Pussy **** hatin' like Joe Biden
You ain't ever, ever been out road runnin'
200K, just broke the bank
You **** still out broke, hungry
**** wanna know why I'm in a different lane
**** steal ass and the hoes on 'em
Run around drunk when the hoes on me
Black masked up, it's a cold summer
Ooh, told that lil' boy, game over
Ooh, gave that lil' boy the cold shoulder, yeah
Baby told me, game over
Baby gave me the cold shoulder, yeah
I'm just a-swingin' my shoulders
How you gon' give me cold shoulder, yeah?
Yeah, run with 240's a pair
Scope on that rifle, I swear I will dare you
[Verse 7]
Wonder why the cap on me?
Two hundred racks on me, yeah
Know I got a pack on me, yeah
Know I got a pack on me, yeah
Good gas got her nose up
Louis belt, yeah, I show up
Burberry jacket, doors up
Wonder why that bitch chose up
'Cause I be stylin', uh
I take that bitch to the island, uh
I see the lame **** eyein', uh
Heard you **** on a diet, yeah
You wanna smoke, then try it, uh
Heard you **** on a diet, yeah
You wanna smoke, then try it, uh
I heard you **** on a diet, yeah
Written by: Kevin Gomringer, Malcolm Davis, Markous Trocon Roberts Jr., Tim Gomringer, Trocon Roberts, Troy Lane
