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by

Quadeca


[Chorus]
b*tch I'm smoking gas, please don't pass me no swishers, ay
Shawty close your legs, put this di*k down in your liver, ay
I got so much cash, I don't care bout what I'm spending, ay
Youngin talking back, I don't care, who I offended, ay

[Verse 1]
Choppa made him belly dance like Malu (just like Malu)
Ay, only like my b*tches bald like Caillou (Bald b*tch)
She say you don't f*ck her just like I do (Just like I do)
Ay, cause I beat that pus*y up like Rayu (I do)
Ay, she say I can't ride no orange (b*tch what?)
b*tch your pus*y boring
Hop up in that f*cking foreign (Skrt, skrt)
Hear my engine roaring
At my door like she a mormon
Dumb b*tch su--, (Yeah)
"Oh f*ck"
"Sui, open this f*cking door"
"f*ck that, keep going"

[Chorus]
b*tch I'm smoking gas, please don't pass me no swishers, ay
Shawty close your legs, put this di*k down in your liver, ay
I got so much cash, I don't care bout what I'm spending, ay
Youngin talking back, I don't care, who I offended, ay

[Verse 2]
Salamander swag, b*tch she see me how I'm dripping, ay (Sal)
She wanna come f*ck, with the jit, because I'm winning, ay
b*tch I'm chasing cash, b*tch I'm worried bout my chicken, ay
You can have my 'gram, I will not give you my digits, ay
I smoke way too much gas, my mama told me to stop
Ay, I'm your big homie, but I'm not that tall
Ay, b*tch I'm 5" 2', but call me a boss (big b*tch)
This boy big as hell, just to meet my Glock, ha
I only f*ck from the back
I don't f*ck from the front (Hell no)
Cause when I f*ck from the front, that be one on one (no no no)
And just like bakeries, I just want them buns!


[Chorus]
b*tch I'm smoking gas, please don't pass me no swishers, ay
Shawty close your legs, put this di*k down in your liver, ay
I got so much cash, I don't care bout what I'm spending, ay
Youngin talking back, I don't care, who I offended, ay
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