paroles de chanson Gas It - Young Menace

Gas, gas, gas it
Gas, gas, gas it
Gas, gas, gas it
G-g-g-gas, gas, gas it
Uh
Diamonds on me drip
Fully loaded and I got it in the clip
I make
30 Bands off the rip
Fuck her then I buss it on her lip
I might
Get the bag then I dip
Said she love me
I just love the way you strip
If you, if you
Run up on me
Guaranteed to let it rip
Count up, Count up
30 bands in a week
I feel equipped
Gas, gas, gas it
If its smoke that he want
Let em have it
He get smoked like a blunt
In a casket
She gon hop up on the dick
Just like a rabbit
Uh
Young nigga bad habits
If its Menace that she want
Then she can′t have it
She addicted like a drug
She an addict
I ain't never think
That i′d hit rockstar status
Keep playing games no, no, no
I can't be seen fucking with no hoe
I sold these bags for the low
When I was down you saw me struggle
Had no hope
Diamonds on me drip
Fully loaded and I got it in the clip
I make
30 Bands off the rip
Fuck her then I buss it on her lip
I might
Get the bag then I dip
Said she love me
I just love the way you strip
If you, if you
Run up on me
Guaranteed to let it rip
Count up, Count up
30 bands in a week
I feel equipped
Gas, gas, gas it
Gas, gas, gas it
Gas, gas, gas it
Gas, gas, gas it