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Booski3 - Gas Lyrics



Booski3 - Gas Lyrics




I gotta call
From the plug
Wit the newly
Info
So he asking how many
That yo lungs tryna blow
He ain't even tryna stunt
He just know how it go
So I ask him
What he got
I Got purp
On the low
Nigga smoke
Indica wit
Sativa
Bro blessing on the game
Getting zippers
Wit bills
Let me get a couple bags
So a nigga get trill
Ima roll up in the car
Before I hit
The road
To meet up
Wit my breezy
Who make life easy
And got a nigga down
Like I'm so cheesy
Will she smoke
Will she smoke
Will she smoke
Will she choke
Will she choke
Will she choke

Smoking on up
Like Im driving a dully
My lungs
Beat the smoke
They beat the smoke
Like they bullies
Ima smoke it on up
While I'm wearing
Sum Loui's
If I had
My chick around
I would suck
On them oweee's
I'm like whoaaaa
Puff & pass
Never testing tho
It's hitting hard
Got me resting more
Hitting on that gas
Hitting on that ass
Driving in ya car
Going hella fast
Smoking while I do it
Shooting like I'm Cupid
Then busting on down
Going hella stupid
I'm smoke
I'm smoke
I'm smoke
You gone choke
You gone choke
You gone choke

Ima smoke it on up
Hold up...
Ima dab it on up
Ima hit on a gram
Let me get my
Little coughs
Out the way
So I go
Ima hit up
On this shit
Wit cautionary
And ease
Till a nigga
Hella throwed
I'm going heavy
And slow
Booski3
In this shit
Grand master ass flow
Ion even give a f*ck
If my shit selling wholes
But I just a f*ck
If a nigga can smoke
I be stressing
On a daily
Got my blood
On a rise
Whether if I wanna
Give it up
Till I die
But life come
In ways
Make myself
Wanna fly
Smoke till my lungs blow up
That's the plan
Have my brain clouded
So a nigga stay sane
Numbing up emotions
So I never feel pain
Running up a check
So I gotta
Do the thang
Ion give a f*ck
If I ever Feel pain

Smoking on up
Like Im driving a dully
My lungs
Beat the smoke
They beat the smoke
Like they bullies
Ima smoke it on up
While I'm wearing
Sum Loui's
If I had
My chick around
I would suck
On them oweee's
I'm like whoaaaa
Puff & pass
Never testing tho
It's hitting hard
Got me resting more
Hitting on that gas
Hitting on that ass
Driving in ya car
Going hella fast
Smoking while I do it
Shooting like I'm Cupid
Then busting on down
Going hella stupid
I'm smoke
I'm smoke
I'm smoke
You gone choke
You gone choke
You gone choke
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I gotta call
From the plug
Wit the newly
Info
So he asking how many
That yo lungs tryna blow
He ain't even tryna stunt
He just know how it go
So I ask him
What he got
I Got purp
On the low
Nigga smoke
Indica wit
Sativa
Bro blessing on the game
Getting zippers
Wit bills
Let me get a couple bags
So a nigga get trill
Ima roll up in the car
Before I hit
The road
To meet up
Wit my breezy
Who make life easy
And got a nigga down
Like I'm so cheesy
Will she smoke
Will she smoke
Will she smoke
Will she choke
Will she choke
Will she choke

Smoking on up
Like Im driving a dully
My lungs
Beat the smoke
They beat the smoke
Like they bullies
Ima smoke it on up
While I'm wearing
Sum Loui's
If I had
My chick around
I would suck
On them oweee's
I'm like whoaaaa
Puff & pass
Never testing tho
It's hitting hard
Got me resting more
Hitting on that gas
Hitting on that ass
Driving in ya car
Going hella fast
Smoking while I do it
Shooting like I'm Cupid
Then busting on down
Going hella stupid
I'm smoke
I'm smoke
I'm smoke
You gone choke
You gone choke
You gone choke

Ima smoke it on up
Hold up...
Ima dab it on up
Ima hit on a gram
Let me get my
Little coughs
Out the way
So I go
Ima hit up
On this shit
Wit cautionary
And ease
Till a nigga
Hella throwed
I'm going heavy
And slow
Booski3
In this shit
Grand master ass flow
Ion even give a f*ck
If my shit selling wholes
But I just a f*ck
If a nigga can smoke
I be stressing
On a daily
Got my blood
On a rise
Whether if I wanna
Give it up
Till I die
But life come
In ways
Make myself
Wanna fly
Smoke till my lungs blow up
That's the plan
Have my brain clouded
So a nigga stay sane
Numbing up emotions
So I never feel pain
Running up a check
So I gotta
Do the thang
Ion give a f*ck
If I ever Feel pain

Smoking on up
Like Im driving a dully
My lungs
Beat the smoke
They beat the smoke
Like they bullies
Ima smoke it on up
While I'm wearing
Sum Loui's
If I had
My chick around
I would suck
On them oweee's
I'm like whoaaaa
Puff & pass
Never testing tho
It's hitting hard
Got me resting more
Hitting on that gas
Hitting on that ass
Driving in ya car
Going hella fast
Smoking while I do it
Shooting like I'm Cupid
Then busting on down
Going hella stupid
I'm smoke
I'm smoke
I'm smoke
You gone choke
You gone choke
You gone choke
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Writer: Mahjmalik Walker
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Length: 2:34
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