Lyrics Gasoline - Duwap Kaine

Gasoline

Cream Soda, it’s a Crush\nI paid twenty for it, exotic pop a must\nOkay, I’m smoking gasoline\nI’m smoking gasolina\nI’m smoking gasoline\nI’m smoking gasolina\nI’m smoking gasolina\nI’m smoking gasolina\nI’m smoking gasolina\nI’m smoking on the scene\nYou burnt out on the scene, bro\nI’m smoking gasoline, uh\nI’m smoking gasolina\nI’m smoking gasoline\nRidin' 'round 'round 'round, in my town, town\nI got mad respect, still ride with this four pound\n'Cause I can’t trust no clown, got my Glock, it’s going down\nThem two cups put me down\nThat money counter beep, I like the sound\nI got some lean on me right now\nMake me think about a lot of things\nAnd you know that a lot’ll change\nI don’t think about it, you feel my pain\nI don’t give a fuck about these chains\nLong as my family’s straight\nThat don’t mean you could—\nTake my chain\nIn a foreign, I be switchin' lanes\nThat’s the main lyric, that’s the main thing, that these niggas say\nIncluding me, possibility that I could get rich today\nI’ma just stay down, it’s coming anyday\nI’ma have to quit the lean, it’s coming anyday\nBad bitch dubbed me, I don’t want you anyway\nI bet you know how it goes, she can’t stay\nI’m fuckin' bitches for the pussy, can’t pay\nYou niggas trippin' and you niggas act gay\nYou broke as hell, you can’t help yo' family\nI only love my family tree\nI’m smokin' on dope with my family, that’s Family Tree\nI know that you mad that she fucking with me\nI know that you mad I can fuck her for free\nFree my niggas that’s locked up that stay sucka free\nToo much designer shit, you ain’t fucking with me\nMmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm