Lyrics Gas - 637FROZEN

Jang0
Hit the gas but I'm in the autopilot
You play with us it get violent
I had hit it from the back
I tell the bitch to get up quiet
Don't be calling my shit be on silent
I been staying out the mix to get a bag how i find it
Chase the money, no producer I'm behind it
If i catch it, then I spend it on some mf diamonds
Call my bro like tonight we do the sliding
Catch a opp, hit em' up and he drop
Drop his body, watch the clock
We be running outta' time
Grab his money grab his glock
Gotta' get up outta here this spot hot
I be skinny like for real but I be eating
It ain't a race but if it was then I'd be leading
Non stop she be calling me she fiending
Straight to voicemail bitch I done seen it
Suck me good lil' bitch you get a job
Don't be slacking off you really be a demon
Let me know if its smoke gotta' reason
In the crossover cutting up and speeding
D-Drop a song use the money buy a ratchet
It's for my bros they been itching for the static
Perfect timing put them diamonds on a patek
If you run up on me bro then that be tragic
Fuck ya' bro, he get put up in the casket
I hit the mall blew a bag up on the fashion
Keep the pistol, hit the pj wit my bro
So when I get up off the flight
The pole be right up in my jacket
Gotta' thousand different reasons
Just to shoot so when I shoot and you be running
Don't be telling everyone you wasn't lacking
Fuck the bitch I send her home
When I be ready for her friend
So don't be staying at my house
Lil' bitch you can't sleep on the mattress
I don't even wanna talk but when i do
Its bout the money so don't come around me
Talking crazy bitch you always chatting
R-ratchet bitch she wanna turn the savage up
And hit this lick so when i'm parked up in the whip
I pass the switch its automatic
How this bitch be calling so damn much
Cuz' i get money by the bunch and when they broke
They get up with the shit and that just be the saddest
And It's time for me to go
T-to many hoes gotta' keep another phone
A-all the bros put em' on now they all be on froze