Текст песни Til The Gas Runs Out - Lynx 196.9

Bout take it out wash the whip
Hit the strip rims shining immaculate
Mary Jane I'm trying quit yeah them cancer sticks
Got my medical card so everything legit
Scroll the menu online then I take a pick
Government regulated no seeds in it
Seasoned by the seasons greeting my kings
I need a queen to match the way a brother swing
Own plans motivated associate
Come together no stress just success
Quiet riot yo she got me possessed
Horses from the fortress follow my footstep
Quietest kept freshly pressed godly goddess
Shift gear new year hard to digest
The politics your highness switch the climate
Tires deep pile a shit built in mileage

Ride with me

Ninety five high enjoy the ride
Crack the windows a little out inside
Gassed out destination Chinese eyes
Super size thighs it be better if you drive
Drop the top let them watch little breeze needed
Ray bands hide the fact that a nigga weeded
Beat it Billy Jane no secret
MJ's greatest hit leaked ish
No keys push start peep the sequence
Automatic manual options we frequent
Spot less visit exit that tree scent
Linger for a hour you can smell where we went
And about to go until the gas runs low
Fuck them nicely a little furlough
Red and blue lights expect the po po
Interrupting no no guess time to go gold