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Gas Station Sushi (feat. The Alchemist)

Freddie Gibbs

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One Take Jake
Dusty, dusty
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Uh, fell back but never fell down (uh)
Condo, sunny isles, drop the scale, but never scaled down (scaled down)
Put the rabbit on the cross, they had me nailed down (nailed down)
But since they did my ultrasound, bitch, I've been Hell-bound (uh)
Hellraiser, sat at the table with some elite gangsters (uh)
Deep favors, gave the best dope I got, bitch, Anita Baker (yeah)
Insane it, double-boost with the 12, hundred years old, I'ma be gang bangin'
Stuck in my ways, the more I exist, ain't shit but my age changin'
Shit hit different when you realize life a solo mission
Nigga like me ain't losing under no conditions
No permission needed for me to tee up and throw the V up
Put your fucking mob in the mausoleum, I'll call the cleaners (uh)
Every time I fuck, guess I leave a fetus, these hoes egregious
Got your baby sis on the blade, finna break that ho to pieces (bitch)
Hundred-dollar holler, stay hot and ready like Little Caesars (yeah)
Smoker, get your loc for a piece of cheese and some Reggie reefer, uh
Hungry like I never rapped before, yeah (rap before)
But after this, I might not rap no more (rap no more)
Eggo just went to the feds, I can't touch a pack no more (uh)
Still cryin' tears over Trell, I can't see Mack no more, yeah
I did your bitch before she get me ten, like Tory
None of these sluts and none of these hoes could tell my story (nah)
I keep it pushin', leave a bitch in the dust
Mistaking love for lust
We ain't got shit if we ain't got trust
It ain't no love in us, uh (it ain't no love in us)
We hit the prison with the drugs in us
We gets it in, you shits it out, is you thug or what?
Kris snitched on my dog, I feel like a bitch if I don't go slug 'em up
White supremacy been killin' niggas, but the truth is we ain't got no love for us
Really, we ain't got no love for us (yes)
Fell back but never fell down
Porsche building, sunny isles, I can't put the yayo down
Ever since they showed my ultrasound, bitch, I've been Hell-bound (uh)
Once I put that fent on the scale, I never scaled down, yeah (scaled down)
But this life ain't shit but drama for me
I'm just doing this shit to keep my heat, lights, and water running, yeah
Don't know if Donald or Kamala for me
But I really don't give no fuck, it's 'bout a dollar for me
Pop 'em for me
You say you game, then bitch, go drop 'em for me (uh)
Really don't need no help with no opps
That ain't no problem for me (bitch)
I'ma just see these niggas and bump into 'em
Put gun to 'em
Run through 'em, make 'em dookie (ugh)
Gas station sushi, yeah
Fell back but never fell down
Porsche building, sunny isles, I can't put the yayo down
Ever since they showed my ultrasound, my momma blessed the child
Could've ran that fetti by myself, bitch, I'm the best with Al, yeah
Bitch, keep it G, we like on part three, nigga, uh
Go start a Chevy up, don't start me, nigga
Stand myself apart from all these niggas
It's Gangster Kane, bitch, uh

Back in action
Oh shit, the fuck?
What's up, my nigga?
God damn, how are you guys?
You alright
I haven't seen you since the last rumble
Well this ain't enough, man
Motherfucker, you know how many years you owe me, nigga?
I need some more yens, bitch

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