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nick costa – whole lotta (feat. lunchbagg) lyrics

[hook]
whole lotta gas in a zip lock bag
whole lotta reasons why these lames getting mad
whole lotta hoes get ghosted in the chat
whole lotta diamonds in my necklace bling blat
whole lotta fakes, i could read em in a flash
quick to switch up, put a knife in my back
big baggs only what i’m bringing to the mat
running laps homie, yeah in flowjo on the track

[verse]
switch it up and watch the money stack
when they hear this sh+t they gon run it back
visions of the cash i cannot relax
smoke gas til i’m on another planet
they don’t get money they just get mad
young bagger getting bread and
that’s a fact
ain’t in no hurry but my whip is fast
pedal to the floor & my engine roar
palms itching gotta get money rash
in love wit making money
i got so attached
tip at the stripey i ain’t trippin i get it back
off my vibe she gon prolly let me smash
9 and 3 for life so i got a tat
i got the fye on me
like a struck a match
talking crazy we put him on his back
sonned his ass sat him down to have a chat
yeah and i been wit the sh+ts
learn from big gucci i go hard on a b+tch
ice water on my wrist
hit the gas disappear like a trick
yeah smoking gas from a zip lock
like hot grease get yo sh+t popped
barrel on the chopper yeah that sh+t hot
like a bad habit get yo sh+t dropped
[hook]
whole lotta gas in a zip lock bag
whole lotta reasons why these lames getting mad
whole lotta hoes get ghosted in the chat
whole lotta diamonds in my necklace bling blat
whole lotta fakes, i could read em in a flash
quick to switch up, put a knife in my back
big baggs only what i’m bringing to the mat
running laps homie, yeah in flowjo on the track

[outro]
i hate you nick costa

- nick costa lyrics

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