lirik lagu gassin – young juve
(p*ssy n*gga pipe down)
(drug man pull up on me right now, i’m steady gassin)
(i’m smoking heavy right now)
(n*gga we moving up we going ya heard me)
i’m steady gassin yo favorite rapper going broke
he had a foreign but he ain’t got that b*tch no more
i’m steady gassin
my momma taught me not to hustle backwards
my daddy ignorant so you know i’m ignorant like my pappy
mashing sliding through the city with my shooters
can’t waste no time, ain’t got no time to be mis using
that paper booming, n*ggas talk what they ain’t doing
don’t do no fronts don’t ask me sh*t just keep it moving
i’m so exclusive still be wilding i’m a nuisance
my youngins noosing out the window with them uzis
no need to brag yo hoe a fan she like my music
don’t size me up cause i might cl!ck out and go stupid
dirty money crеw, buss a move
you gone end up on thе news
broski got a chop, i’m trynna smoke sum with this 22
all i do is win cause i don’t m*th*f*ckin like to lose
you snakeout on me and imma have to take your life from you
twenty in the clip you rarely catch me in some nike shoes
i just stick and move i’m trynna move on money avenue
why you smoking loud because i always got an attitude
money on the floor my hoe a dime and i’m a animal
i’m steady gassin yo favorite rapper going broke
he had a foreign but he ain’t got that b*tch no more
i’m steady gassin
my momma taught me not to hustle backwards
my daddy ignorant so you know i’m ignorant like my pappy
mashing sliding through the city with my shooters
can’t waste no time, ain’t got no time to be mis using
that paper booming, n*ggas talk what they ain’t doing
don’t do no fronts don’t ask me sh*t just keep it moving
don’t ask me nun bout the next b*tch
speak on me you better off writing a death wish
don’t be surprised this draco came with a necklace
keep your composure don’t like groupies in my section
n*gga keep playing ima f*ck around and bless em
b*tch this a glock i don’t not do no smith and wesson
these cop k!llers in my clip ain’t no protection
and ain’t no backing down, this b*tch shoot thirty rounds
just popped a addy, bout to turn up in a b*tch town
lil b*tch said what about me, tell that hoe to say it now
it ain’t no b*tch inside my blood and i’m riding with that stick
n*gga try me ima turn up on a f*ck n*gga quick
i’m steady gassin yo favorite rapper going broke
she had a foreign but she ain’t got that b*tch no more
i’m steady gassin yo favorite rapper going broke
she had a foreign but she ain’t got that b*tch no more
mashing, sliding through the city with my shooters
can’t waste no time, ain’t got no time to be mis using
that paper booming, b*tches talk what they ain’t doing
don’t do no friends don’t ask me sh*t just keep it moving
(b*tch)
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