Sickboyrari - Gasoline lyrics
[Sickboyrari - Gasoline lyrics]
4 (4evrgone)
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Put that ass on twerk (Twerk)
Warring with that forty
Baby girl from the north
So you know she a whore
Big GLOCK, he gon' pause dun dun, ga-rra
Ride with the mob
Yeah, you know that my squad (Squad)
Yeah, you know that's my gang (My gang)
Ain't shit gon' change
Thumbin' through a lil' change (Slit)
Walkin' with that fire (Fire)
Gasoline, gasoline gasoline, gasoline
Been on the lean, been on the blunt
Them boys fu', they ain't got funds
Skinny denim, pockets stuffed
Looking like I pocket stuff
Like a janitor we mop 'em up
Genie shit, we poppin' up
Grra dun dun dun, my GLOCK gon' bump
Poppin' shit just like a clutch
Yeah (Brr)
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Yeah gang go hard, shawty go hard
Yeah, you know we all go hard
Know we puttin' on for the squad
Y'all be puttin' on for some broads
Why these knots, they feel so hard?
Feel like a demon, don't play with that boy
Why these knots stay pokin' out?
Soldier shit, gon' blow 'em out
Blow 'em out like gasoline
Doin' the dash, don't do the speed
Why these bands, they come for me?
Like some hoes they copy my swag
Thirty on me, my pants sag
Feel like Yung Lean, I be sad (Sad)
Yeah (Brr)
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Put that ass on twerk (Twerk)
Warring with that forty
Baby girl from the north
So you know she a whore
Big GLOCK, he gon' pause dun dun, ga-rra
Ride with the mob
Yeah, you know that my squad (Squad)
Yeah, you know that's my gang (My gang)
Ain't shit gon' change
Thumbin' through a lil' change (Slit)
Walkin' with that fire (Fire)
Gasoline, gasoline gasoline, gasoline
Been on the lean, been on the blunt
Them boys fu', they ain't got funds
Skinny denim, pockets stuffed
Looking like I pocket stuff
Like a janitor we mop 'em up
Genie shit, we poppin' up
Grra dun dun dun, my GLOCK gon' bump
Poppin' shit just like a clutch
Yeah (Brr)
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Yeah gang go hard, shawty go hard
Yeah, you know we all go hard
Know we puttin' on for the squad
Y'all be puttin' on for some broads
Why these knots, they feel so hard?
Feel like a demon, don't play with that boy
Why these knots stay pokin' out?
Soldier shit, gon' blow 'em out
Blow 'em out like gasoline
Doin' the dash, don't do the speed
Why these bands, they come for me?
Like some hoes they copy my swag
Thirty on me, my pants sag
Feel like Yung Lean, I be sad (Sad)
Yeah (Brr)
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline