[Intro]
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[Chorus]
Gas tank gettin' on E lookin' for these n***as, come outside
Shots go off, don't snitch on me, keep this shit outside
Bitch said she ain't never seen shit else but the Oakland Mall, I ain't surprised
I got motion, bitch, we can book this flight and go shop on Rodeo Drive
Las Vegas, fuckin' with Fatt, n***a, ain't no playin' both sides
N***a, we don't give a fuck who out there, when we pull up, don't get caught in the crossfire
Soon as he saw me, he saw that barrel, dropped his mouth, buckeye
I ain't even with that all that internet goin' back-and-forth shit, pussy, let's meet up and die

[Verse]
If my n***as ain't slidin' on shit, nine times out of ten, they bakin' the pie
Real dope boys hang around me, pussy, when you see him, it's church shoes, slacks, and a tie
Hell nah, n***a, that shit ain't for church, sour bag and scale, go and supply
That throwback Thursday shit ain't gon' work, send a bitch on me, I bet she die
I ain't put no more plaques or buns on the back of these Glocks, how the fuck you keep lettin' 'em fry?
Everybody 'round here shootin' the same, no big U's, n***a, or lil' I's
Put my trust in them Foxes, n***a— phew, fully ate him alive
Standin' on one accord, one division, but I'll still ride for that fire
Gettin' these ho-ass n***as hit up was fun 'til they took it to Facebook Live
N***a, I was young when I set that fire, I was a minor, ask my mama, I ain't cry
Talkin' 'bout this shit I saw as a youngin, you couldn't take, you would've covered up your eyes
N***a, I wanted to see more blood when my n***a got killed in front of my eyes
[Chorus]
Gas tank gettin' on E lookin' for these n***as, come outside
Shots go off, don't snitch on me, keep this shit outside
Bitch said she ain't never seen shit else but the Oakland Mall, I ain't surprised
I got motion, bitch, we can book this flight and go shop on Rodeo Drive
Las Vegas, fuckin' with Fatt, n***a, ain't no playin' both sides
N***a, we don't give a fuck who out there, when we pull up, don't get caught in the crossfire
Soon as he saw me, he saw that barrel, dropped his mouth, buckeye
I ain't even with that all that internet goin' back-and-forth shit, pussy, let's meet up and die