GAS! lyrics

[Intro: Lil Darkie]
(Ayy Yuri) (Gas!)
(19AKIRA)
(Fony Wallace biotch!)
Spider Gang (b*tch!)
Suck my di*k, yeah (Gas!)

[Chorus: Lil Darkie]
I been chuffin' on some wax, it look like tree sap
I think that this beat slap, I'll knock off yo' kneecaps
I been looking for my opps, like, where the beef at?
I been eating wagyu, it got lot's of beef fat
I been chuffin' mary-jane, smokin' on a green pack
Hit it then I lean back, I think I need a CPAP
I just hit up the plug 'cause I need some tree, stat
He know where to meet at

[Verse 1: Lil Darkie]
This that not no seeds bag
I just made a fire song, I think I'll release that
They'll be like "He snapped!", find the lyrics, read that
I been piling all my money in a nice neat stack
I just drop elite tracks, that sh*t is complete facts
Put the mic to a speaker, you might gеt some feedback
Give a mic to a tweakеr, he gon' spit some weak raps
Give a mic to a spider, he gon' go three plat'
n*ggas ain't makin' no money, they can't even be taxed
[Chorus: Lil Darkie & BVDLVD]
I been chuffin' on some wax, it look like tree sap
I think that this beat slap, I'll knock off yo' kneecaps
I been looking for my opps, like, where the beef at?
I been eating wagyu, it got lot's of beef fat
I been chuffin' mary-jane, smokin' on a green pack
Hit it then I lean back, I think I need a CPAP
I just hit up the plug 'cause I need some tree, stat
He know where to meet at
If you need some, please ask, it's gas (Yeh!)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Darkie & BVDLVD]
Gas (Gas! Yehh!)
Gas (Gas!)
Gas (Gas!)
Gas! Gas! Gas! Gas! Gas! Gas!

[Verse 2: BVDLVD]
Yeah, dr-drop the verse and see the shell shock off the hand grenade (Hehe)
You know I had to slave for years so I could activate (Yeah)
I’m getting bank for days, I’m flipping cash all kind'sa ways (Yeah)
Anybody f*cking want it? Man, I'm plugged in (In)
Got the worldwide web straight bumpin' (In, yeah)
Yeah, me and Darkie always schemin' up to something (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm a chemist making flames straight out the Bunsen (Heh)
Burning any man that wanna come in contact
But you can’t 'cause your stuck in a contract
You ain’t on trap, you just rap off your own back
Best know that I throw crap when I’m p*ssed off
Need a Prozac (Yeah) and a gold strap, yeah
Yeah, come in clutch with the arctic optic
Got a red dot, you can hardly stop this
Shot I’ve got the place that I’m docked in
Gods will if I pop, that it’s locked in
And until then I'ma keep on top winnin'
Gotta make sure that the opps don’t stop feeling
Like the next move I make is a whole killin'
[Chorus: Lil Darkie & BVDLVD]
I-I-I been chuffin' on some wax, it look like tree sap
I think that this beat slap, I'll knock off yo' kneecaps
I been looking for my opps, like, where the beef at?
I been eating wagyu, it got lot's of beef fat (Fat)
I been chuffin' mary-jane, smokin' on a green pack
Hit it then I lean back, I think I need a CPAP
I just hit up the plug 'cause I need some tree, stat
He know where to meet at-
If you need some, please ask, it's gas (That's gas!) (Haha!)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Darkie & BVDLVD]
Gas (We f*cking did it, I'm so high!) (Yeah!)
Gas (This that US-UK peace treaty)
Gas (You know what the f*ck goin' on!) (Yeah!)
Gas! (pus*y!)

[Outro: Lil Darkie, BVDLVD & Alfred]
Excuse me Darkie?
Yes, BVDLVD?
If you would like to attend your five o'clock meeting for your heroin and crack injections we must leave in about five or ten minutes.​
Oh yes! I will have the butler ready the push-to-start chariot. Alfred! Warm up my V-8 Stallion please!
Yes Sir, right away Sir!