DJ Afterthought, RiFF RAFF, Adamn Killa - Hit the Gas lyrics
[DJ Afterthought, RiFF RAFF, Adamn Killa - Hit the Gas lyrics]
Worldwide touring your life so boring
Imma hit the gas
I'm smokin' on gas he smokin' on trash
From the first to the last
I'm countin' up cash i'm rockin' this Rollie
You flexin' that phony
You act like you know me but we ain't homies
Pulled up in a foreign mango orange
Worldwide touring your life so boring
Imma hit the gas
Foreign everything, floral double G
Wake up make the racks in and out repeat
Make it in my sleep I got the recipe
Niggas talk a lot but man talk is cheap
Rivieras on my feet you can't even buy these
I do what I please, I do what I please
I don't sit check, I sit back
I got money I might get fat
I make more than your old ass
Bitch my pockets on that old ass
If it's money I need more of that
For that talking let's make more racks
Imma hit the gas
Yeah, uhh purp pressed like clockwork
Codeine stains on her Versace miniskirt
Don Lucas on the 3rd and the 1st
Accidentally spilled too much syrup
My squirt
Dirt on my shirt to prove that I put in work
So many haters, too many papers
Bought 'em a lam as an icebreaker
Imma hit the gas