Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gas & Mud, artist - Gucci Mane. Date of issue: 10.12.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Gas & Mud |
| Aye Scream, time to turn up my nigga |
| 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 nigga |
| 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 nigga, 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 fuck |
| All this mud drinkin' Bud stinkin', walkin' 'round the club nigga |
| I’m a drug dealer, real killer, mean mugging fuck niggas |
| I hope you looking for me nigga I’m the one that shot your truck nigga |
| And if you really wanna go to war then I don’t give a fuck nigga |
| Got em Bentley with the paper tag, book bag full of gas |
| Pockets can’t hold on all the cash, I can loan your ass 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 nigga, 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 fuck |
| 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 nigga 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 |
| Louboutins, 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 nigga, 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 fuck |