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

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

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