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lirik lagu auto - smoking gas

[chorus]
i’m smokin’ gas, getting dope
i don’t do molly no more
back in the day i was lit
kinda like a lighter, call me “fluid bic”
i’m smokin’ gas, getting dough
i don’t do molly no more
back in the day, sh~t, i was lit
i feel like a lighter, call me “fluid bic”

[verse 1]
it’s me and track king, it’s the best thing going
pink molly, tan molly, it’s the best thing rolling
i feel like a god, god dammit and you know it
my girl is my trophy, so you know i love to show her off
i pull up on a scene, .40 on me, i don’t even show it
i ain’t kick it with ’em, they my homie
i told you, “if i do my dirt, i do it by my lonely”
and all these boys faker than a b~tch, they be phoney
i’m bound to spit some crack every time i’m on the beat though
choppa hit his stomach, got him shakin’, catch a hеat stroke
lookin’ at you homie, he a p~ssy, and hе broke
i don’t gotta make it known as long as he know
flyin’ though, i am in the air, superhero
swimmin’ through the p~ssy in the water like i’m nemo
say he wanna fight, i beat him, steal his bike, deebo
up, down, left, right, a~b~y~x, b~tch, that is the cheat code
[chorus]
i’m smokin’ gas, getting dope
i don’t do molly no more
back in the day i was lit
kinda like a lighter, call me “fluid bic”
i’m smokin’ gas, getting dough
i don’t do molly no more
back in the day, sh~t, i was lit
i feel like a lighter, call me “fluid bic”

[verse 2]
bring the hook back, freestyle a whole song
me and the mic’ rapping all night long
choppa beat his chest kinda like king kong
beat yo’ ass on tv to get my jerry spring’ on
i’m the type to buy a mansion up in atlanta
with a black and white car, like desiigner singing “panda”
you run up, you get punched, leaned over like a phantom
remember, i was sippin’ lean like a present came from santa, i was happy
young homie ballin’ like mcgrady in the fourth
wish your homie try to play it, i’ma spray it, got the torch
you ain’t ballin’ how i’m ballin’, get the f~ck up off my court
if i go broke, back to the trap, water whippin’ with a fork
louis on my sweater, they can’t do it better than me, ugh
heard you got her wet, but you can’t get her wetter than me lookin’ up to god, i know he bettering me
[bridge]
run it fast, get the cash, smokin’ gas
puff it one time, then i pass
i’m fast and these b~tches slow
i’m a cheetah and they molasses

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