Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song GAS!, artist - Lil Darkie. Date of issue: 06.03.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
GAS! |
| I been chuffin' on some wax, it look like tree sap |
| I think that this beat slap, I’ll knock off yo' kneecaps |
| I been looking for my opps, like, where the beef at? |
| I been eating wagyu, it got lot’s of beef fat |
| I been chuffin' mary-jane, smokin' on a green pack |
| Hit it then I lean back, I think I need a CPAP |
| I just hit up the plug 'cause I need some tree, stat |
| He know where to meet at, this that not no seeds bag |
| I just made a fire song, I think I’ll release that |
| They’ll be like «He snapped!», find the lyrics, read that |
| I been piling all my money in a nice neat stack |
| I just drop elite tracks, that shit is complete facts |
| Put the mic to a speaker, you might get some feedback |
| Give a mic to a tweaker, he gon' spit some weak raps |
| Give a mic to a spider, he gon' go three plat' |
| Niggas ain’t makin' no money, they can’t even be taxed |
| I been chuffin' on some wax, it look like tree sap |
| I think that this beat slap, I’ll knock off yo' kneecaps |
| I been looking for my opps, like, where the beef at? |
| I been eating wagyu, it got lot’s of beef fat |
| I been chuffin' mary-jane, smokin' on a green pack |
| Hit it then I lean back, I think I need a CPAP |
| I just hit up the plug 'cause I need some tree, stat |
| He know where to meet at- |
| If you need some, please ask, it’s gas (Yeh!) |
| Gas (Gas! Yehh!) |
| Gas (Gas!) |
| Gas (Gas!) |
| Gas! |
| Gas! |
| Gas! |
| Gas! |
| Gas! |
| Gas! |
| Yeah, drop that verse and see the shell shock off the hand grenade |
| You know I had to slave for years so I could activate |
| I’m getting bank for days, I’m flipping cash all kind’sa ways |
| Anybody fucking want it? |
| Man, I’m plugged in |
| Got the worldwide web straight bumpin' |
| Yeah, me and Darkie always schemin' up to something |
| Yeah, I’m a chemist making flames straight out the bunsen |
| Burning any man that wanna come in contact |
| But you can’t 'cause your stuck in a contract |
| You ain’t on trap, you just rap off your own back |
| Best know that I throw crap when I’m pissed off |
| Need a Prozac and a gold strap, yeah |
| Yeah, come in clutch with the arctic optic |
| Got red dot, you can hardly stop this |
| Shot I’ve got the place that I’m docked in |
| Gods will if I pop, that it’s locked in |
| And until then I’ma keep on top winnin' |
| Gotta make sure that the opps don’t stop feeling |
| Like the next move I make is a whole killin' |
| I been chuffin' on some wax, it look like tree sap |
| I think that this beat slap, I’ll knock off yo' kneecaps |
| I been looking for my opps, like, where the beef at? |
| I been eating wagyu, it got lot’s of beef fat |
| I been chuffin' mary-jane, smokin' on a green pack |
| Hit it then I lean back, I think I need a CPAP |
| I just hit up the plug 'cause I need some tree, stat |
| He know where to meet at- |
| If you need some, please ask, it’s gas (That's gas!) |
| Gas (What're you fuckin' doing? I’m so high!) (Yeah!) |
| Gas (This that US-UK smokin' tree) |
| Gas (You know what the fuck goin' on!) (Yeah!) |
| Gas! |
| (Pussy!) |
| Excuse me Darkie? |
| Yes, BVDLVD? |
| If you would like to attend your five o’clock meeting for your heroin and crack |
| injections we must leave in about five or ten minutes. |
| Oh yes! |
| I will have the butler ready the push-to-start chariot. |
| Alfred! |
| Warm up my V-8 Stallion please! |
| Yes Sir, right away Sir! |