letra de gas like mine - summrs
[intro]
gas like mine
baby, i smoke og these n-ggas smoking weed
i smoke kush and backwoods all week, i’m smoking brocco-
i smoke kush and backwoods all week, i’m smoking broccoli
i done-
oh my god, d-mn!
aye man, this your boy dbands, man. you know? n-ggas gon’ hate regardless, man. n-ggas gon’ hate on every d-mn thing you do. n-ggas gon’ hate, man. n-ggas just gon’ hate, man. but i ain’t never found no weed like mines, bro, so you know i had to do this sh-t, bro, you feel what i’m saying? this my mother f-cking birthday and sh-t. let you n-ggas enjoy this ep. yuh. gang sh-t, n-gga
[chorus]
pull off in the f-cking foreign, n-ggas be hating
addicted to smoking reefa’, these n-ggas be hating
i done looked out, and search, and it’s hard to find some gas like mine
gas like mine
baby, i smoke og these n-ggas smoking weed
i smoke kush and backwoods all week, i’m smoking broccoli
i done looked out, and search, and it’s hard to find some gas like mine
gas like mine
[verse]
my ice bling, bling
my f-cking chain swing
i need a shorty that’s gonna hang, hang, hang
you can’t hang with the gang if you ain’t smoking dank
i f-ck b-tches, i get guap n-gga, what the f-ck you think?
your b-tch like me, she be blowing up my phone
i be like “godd-mn, can you please leave me alone?”
shoutout to my n-gga jugg
she be blowing me kisses
i cannot fall in love, i’m tryna get to these riches
f-cking hoes, counting rolls, smoking dope
that’s my lifestyle that i’m living
i be sipping, codeine sipping
smashing b-tches, counting digits, trapping out the kitchen
and your b-tch, she be sticking’ sticking like some glue
pour the goop in my cup, sipping like soup
n-ggas know what’s up
i done looked out, and search, and it’s hard to find some gas like mine
gas like mine
[chorus]
pull off in the f-cking foreign, n-ggas be hating
addicted to smoking reefa’, these n-ggas be hating
i done looked out, and search, and it’s hard to find some gas like mine
gas like mine
baby, i smoke og these n-ggas smoking weed
i smoke kush and backwoods all week, i’m smoking broccoli
i done looked out, and search, and it’s hard to find some gas like mine
gas like mine
[verse 2]
baby what’s the word i’m tryna’ be with you
i see you looking at me, and i’m looking at you
these hoes ain’t got nothing on you, i spend it all on you
f-ck these other hoes, baby, i just want you
we can ride off in a beamer coupe
i’ma spend it all, this guap on you
baby i’m tryna’ make you my boo
f-ck lil bodita she ain’t got nothing on you, yuh, yuh
what the f-ck is really wrong with these b-tches?
i be in my prime though, counting all these digits
i be counting commas, i don’t do no drama
if a n-gga talking he gon’ have to meet my llama
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