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14 Lyrics - Artist : BabySantana
Walk in the building, I'm smellin' like gas
I'm in that SRT goin' fast Gettin' chased by the jakes so I did a dash If they chase me on feet, I'm runnin' like the Flash I'ma get gone in that Porsche I did like ten times ten in that horse In that i8 with the butterfly doors I feel like Jace, 'cause bae, I got money of course Meanwhile in LA I'm just smokin' on gas She like Santana, I hope that we last In school, I was the weirdest one in class I'm fourteen and I got a bag Bitch, I'm sixteen, and I got this gat Red flag on my right, nigga, I say blat Lil' nigga got zipped like a Ziploc bag Lil' bro want a zip, ended up gettin' bagged Your bitch ride the dick, need a saddle, lil' bitch Niggas know not to battle with my clique More obstacles, more attachments on my stick Your ho in the whip, she gaggin' on my dick F 'em and leave 'em laggin' in this bitch And he flyin' in the air, Aladdin in this bitch That lil' boy is cap, he ain't shootin' shit We searchin' for opps, nigga, like a bin He can't rap, his shit go straight to the bin Need to follow them laws, you a citizen Bitch I'm the plug, fuck a middleman Lil' boy gettin' played like a fiddle, man Why all these fake ass niggas call me friend? My trigger finger is my new best friend He tell me to shoot off adrenaline If he speakin' on me, he ain't speakin' again On God Walk in the building, I'm smellin' like gas I'm in that SRT goin' fast Gettin' chased by the jakes so I did a dash If they chase me on feet, I'm runnin' like the Flash I'ma get gone in that Porsche I did like ten times ten in that horse In that i8 with the butterfly doors I feel like Jace, 'cause bae, I got money of course Meanwhile in LA I'm just smokin' on gas She like Santana, I hope that we last In school, I was the weirdest one in class I'm fourteen and I got a bag Walk in the building, I'm smellin' like gas I'm in that SRT goin' fast Gettin' chased by the jakes so I did a dash If they chase me on feet, I'm runnin' like the Flash I'ma get gone in that Porsche I did like ten times ten in that horse In that i8 with the butterfly doors I feel like Jace, 'cause bae, I got money of course Meanwhile in LA I'm just smokin' on gas She like Santana, I hope that we last In school, I was the weirdest one in class I'm fourteen and I got a bag In LA I'm just smokin' on gas She like Santana, I hope that we last In school, I was the weirdest one in class I'm fourteen and I got a bag Bitch, I'm sixteen, and I got this gat Red flag on my right, nigga, I say blat Lil' nigga got zipped like a Ziploc bag Lil' bro want a zip, ended up gettin' bagged Your bitch ride the dick, need a saddle, lil' bitch Niggas know not to battle with my clique More obstacles, more attachments on my stick Your ho in the whip, she gaggin' on my dick |
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