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g$ lil ronnie – gas’d up lyrics

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[verse]
see a lot of these n-ggas be g-ssed up
was broke for a minute and went got my cash up
didn’t have a dollar, my pockets was stuck on disaster
came a long way from handcuffs and shastas
i’m g-ssed up, loaded with jet fuel
up all night like a n-gga mixin’ codeine with the red bull
b-tch i’m el chapo, that n-gga out the sewer
these n-ggas ain’t good in the hood like a [?]
i’m g-ssed up, stuffin’ og in the swisher
plus a dirty double cup got me stuck like a picture
man these n-ggas’ money funny, eddie griffen, make me tickle
me and yayo on the paper route like key glock and fizzle
keep a thooka, let it blow like a whistle
have a n-gga wakin’ up in hospitals
d-gg-n’ my b-tch, she say ronnie boy, you so predictable
trap house lookin’ like a miracle
g-ssed up, whole bunch of pills in this b-tch like we clinical
so much paper, think it’s printable
run to that money ’til i reach my pinnacle
i see that sh-t like it’s visible
f-ck n-ggas typing, all these lil’ n-ggas be typical
i remember n-ggas wanted to come and be here with us
now n-ggas hatin’, boy this sh-t gettin’ pitiful
poppin’ them perkies like this sh-t nutritional
g-ssed up, sellin’ good dope on a slingshot
brand new glock, b-tch came with a green dot
better duck, better run when a n-gga see the green spot
my n-ggas gon’ cut up and murder for the green guy
givin’ drank for the blessing, i’m really a lean god
before it was big bullet, b-tch it was knee high
i drop my top in the winter like spring time
i’m g-ssed up, smokin’ 93 for a cheap price
hi-tech all on the plane, no cheap flights
b-tch i be loaded like a gamble and i keep dice
can’t ever go broke ’cause i keep bikes (h-llo?)
junkies on the phone right now sayin’ they need white
serve in the dark right now, i don’t need light
i keep them knots like i’m fresh out a street fight
chopper a butcher, it came with a knife
it’ll hit you and split you for the cake like a splice
get all in her head like lice
gas her up, finesse for her bread and the head in one night
say she like a n-gga’s songs, let her sing on the mic
say she never f-cked a trapper, let her see what it’s like
i’ll blow a whole bag if the price right
get g-ssed up, sip lean lean lena ’til it’s night night
hangin’ with creatures every night, it’s like fright night
see me with the money team like you see me on fight night



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