Gasoline, PT. 2 (feat. Spark Master Tape)

bbno$

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    Smoke
    DJ yung vamp out in belgium, fresh ass motherfucker
    Smoke
    We out here on tour, baby (skrrt)
    ​Bbno$ just got back from wienerschnitzel (wienerschnitzel)
    'Bout to stack this cheddar, ayy

    Sippin' coffee black, no creamer, rather keep the stack
    Whippin' in a flashy purple beamer baby gravy back
    Drop top gettin' lucid top she's quite a dreamer, yeah
    Cop a Gucci flop with a coupon, no redeemer, ayy
    With ya señorita (bad bitch)
    You can see the wrist dance like ballerina
    You can see the pimp slap cause anesthesia
    Only hit a fuckboy if I really need to (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
    Your wifey want my doggy bone so I'ma have to treat her
    Yeah, she really 'bout my balls, we playing quidditch, she the seeker
    So I slide to home plate, she call me bbno-jeter
    I did a show for nine k, yeah, I look like vegeta

    Ayy, never knew about vegeta
    I was growin' up gettin' vagina (gettin' pussy)
    Didn't have TV, no dragonball z
    Had to spend the day gettin' coochie (super saiyan)
    Never ever, would I ever, spend my cheddar
    Momma way too easy, she said she really love the pleasure
    Cop my self a icy get-up, lay the pressure
    New beretta, Gucci sweater
    Gravy treat her better
    Get her wetter then you ever gonna get her
    You could never come get her
    Really can't wait till she get my letter (that letter)
    Gettin' to the paper, you a lil' shredder
    Baby gravy really poppin', fuck you think we ever stoppin'
    Backstage filled with moms feelin' like it's not that common
    Markin' down the moms I've taken down (ayy)
    Tour the world bb's been around
    And your mom tryna pound every time we in town
    If I come splash, be safe, don't drown
    Bad new bitch real thick like buddha (like buddha)
    You a lil' shrimp, I'm the big kahuna (kahuna)
    You mid we are way cooler (brr)
    I gave her ruler, I am her tutor (tutor)
    My favorite restaurant, of course is hooter's (uh)
    We actin' nonchalant with some cougars

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    Girl, I'm too high, I'm too fly
    All I know is that there's water on my wrist
    And water on my bitch
    Girl, I'm too low, fuck a show
    Let's get blown and we gonna make it in
    We're gonna win again

    Uh, you know
    In every man life come a time where
    You gotta think about that big mac you been ordering on the regular and
    Start taking a look at that quarter pounder
    See this that quarter pounder music, uh, yeah

    Smoke spark out how?
    Blunts the size of little bow wow now (uh)
    Now that's a bow wow challenge
    I just want to chow her melons
    She just wanna watch some ellen (ellen)
    Degenerate, I generate a ton of hate
    I been a dreamer so I ain't never one to wake
    I grow herb so with shake, I bake a ton of cake, yeah
    Eyes like splinter, wrist like winter, sleep at dinner
    Play it like a winner and I'm God with the dope
    Robe like a pope, high like a toad
    And I'm drunk at my shows
    And it shows and they know
    Paper squad on the gas and they glow (uh)
    Paper squad on the gas and they glow
    We gon' ride 'til the wheels hit the floor

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    Composición: Spark Master Tape, Gregory Renard y Matthew Hauri

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