(Gimme the gas)

(Ayo, Gas, cook it up)

When we fuck, she leave, I hate to say, but it's that simple

These not Amiri jeans, baby, these is Balmain denims

I got my tool out, hope they don't think 'bout playin' 'round

I get too high and I don't plan on comin' down

Two hundred on the dash, I take the police on a chase

Friends foldin' up, I see it happen every day

Backwoods on paper, long clips and Dracos

Switches on blickies, Supreme bag with pesos

If they was winnin', I would love it, why they hatin' on me?

Rock Moncler coats, I come from nothin', it's a hundred degrees

Gave you my energy, my love, but I was wastin' my time

Not hooked on soda, but I spent my whole life on the line

New wrist, yeah, new bitch, yeah, drive the new whips, yeah

You can tell by how I'm dressed, you know I'm worth a check, **** know I'm worth a check

Back to the hood for what? The trenches ain't did nothin' for me, ****

They always first to change, the ones that's right there thuggin' with you

I can love you better, girl, fuck that ****

I can love you better, girl, fuck that ****

I need to work on my romance, told her I'ma drum like I'm Nick Cannon

Bad lil' bitch on four Xans, she a model, she still be geekin'

My youngins still be tweakin', ain't drillin' for no reason

Got money, I'm not cheesin', I still be fightin' demons, yeah

When we fuck, she leave, I hate to say, but it's that simple

These not Amiri jeans, baby, these is Balmain denims

I got my tool out, hope they don't think 'bout playin' 'round

I get too high and I don't plan on comin' down

Two hundred on the dash, I take the police on a chase

Friends foldin' up, I see it happen every day

Backwoods on paper, long clips and Dracos

Switches on blickies, Supreme bag with pesos

New wrist, yeah, new bitch, yeah, drive the new whips, yeah

You can tell by how I'm dressed, you know I'm worth a check, **** know I'm worth a check

I can love you better, girl, fuck that ****

I can love you better, girl, fuck that ****