gassed up

one big chain

but it feel like two

though

big-ass whip

they don't make it in a two-door

two big blunts to the head like a tumor

steady laughing to the bank

bitch

i've got a lot of humor

i see you gassed up - don't be a hype beast

look around

niggas dressed just like me

i pull the same hoes in a white tee

shine bright

diamonds need a fucking ice tray

eyesight gone

i'm a fucking liability

life been a bitch since i took that hoe's virginity

i lost my emotions

can't find sympathy

high off life and can't nobody intervene

bitch

i'm blowing up like ap chemistry

feeling like a menace since i went in on my enemies

i never gave a fuck 'bout a sucker nigga anyway

the heat on the dresser

still tryna find my. naw

you don't wanna see me ugly

my inner beast

r.i.p. the club

in loving memory

wake up in the morning and i can't remember anything

probably shouldn't have drank with my stomach so empty

shit

i'm wilding - see it in my face

see the keys? if it drop

you should get up out the way

man

i'm sitting on the world

looking into outer space

sitting in the range squares got me feeling out of shape

it's alumni

bitch

know i'm repping to the grave

atm

pull the pin out like a grenade

and money rain all on that ass like a bidet

it's back

gangbang

got 'em throwin' up that ok

all up in your face

in your face like ole"