Smoking loud
got the gas bro
blowing indo
flying on them clouds n*gga
Talking all that sh*t
for you fuck n*ggas
duck b*tches
always on go, keep up n*gga
Getting to the money
never gonna stop
MOB till I make it to the top
Im smoking, im drifting
she choosing, we blowing
she f*cking, we smoking her OWT
Chorus:
I got the gas, I got the chi
I got the gas, I got the loud
I got the gas, I got the what
I got the gas
I got the gas
I got the mother f*cking
I got the gas
I got the gas
Verse:
Now Jitsu, why they call you Doped OWT
load out, big bad dog blow your house down
F F n*gga Frequent Flyers, roll that loud, hit the bong, flying clouds get me higher
No Kanye West, bite down through the wire
roll the OG, smoked out the supplier
girls get inspired, my n*ggas we be higher
Colin Kaepernick, flying seven, forty niners.
She sexy, she smoking that good, that loud, that stanky we blowing it down
sipping that henny, my n*ggas we winning
we cooling, we flying them clouds
my n*ggas is with me, these b*tches is plenty
them benjies, we stacking that cash
we turning up n*gga, we up in your city
just tell them that I got the gas
Chorus:
I got the gas, I got the chi
I got the gas, I got the loud
I got the gas, I got the what
I got the gas
I got the gas
I got the mother f*cking
I got the gas
I got the gas
Sharp commentary, big hooks, and stunning melodies make the Minneapolis rapper, poet, and songwriter's latest solo LP a triumph. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 8, 2023