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nuk - gas monkey lyrics

[verse 1: nuk]
i’m out here in aziz, finna toast the drank
i know some hoes that love the coke more than franklin saint
if you ever get word from me, it can’t be can’t
’cause i do more than these n+ggas on a day to day
lost two+hundred+twenty cash, made me kinda patient
i be bringin’ b+tches home, they lined around the bases
i can see the snake in n+ggas through they smilin’ faces
sorry i got sidetracked, we fought a lot of cases
sorry i got sidetracked, we tapped a lot of heads
had to bodybag the ‘bows ’cause it’s a lot of dead
i’m puttin’ too much d+ck in her, i think it locked her legs
they heard they bringin’ k!ller home, i think he boxed the feds
put the silly b+tches down, do a spin around
we be choppin’ up the beef, we do it philly style
after i hit her with this d+ck, she gotta wheel around
hit a bbl b+tch and then i fill her out

[chorus: nuk]
i can kick a b+tch to the side if her ass funky
i be puttin’ n+ggas in a ride, i’m like gas monkey
you ain’t spent your last and had to sit down ’til the bag comin’
i just hit the dope with a five, i put a mask on it
i be sendin’ smoke to the air, i’m still around for it
my girl be puttin’ n+ggas on they face, she a tomboy
in other words, what i’m tryna say, she be around boy
he be tender over all his hoes, he a wild boy (ayy)
[verse 2: babytron]
my fanta dirty as some timberlands in february
lil’ brodie rio with the bl!cky, he get legendary
the only time you fly is when you go to romulus (swear)
russian drakey, i just got it from a communist
if we miss with switchy with the glitchy, it was god you with (brrt)
casamigos crook, you actin’ like it’s drop you sip (ah)
clutchin’ on the same bl!cky i’ll drop you with
my scammer ho build cpns and create documents (yeah)
thank me later, i’m the one that got you hit
been knocked off, been popped that lil’ thot you with (ooh)
brodie rockin’ the same ski he’ll rob you in (ayy)
at action impact tryna figure out which chop to get (which one?)
and which glock to get (which one?) and which stock to get
out in sacramento buyin’ ‘bows, we don’t shop for zips
headed outer sp+ce, we turned the shelby to a rocket ship
anonymous shooter put you in a suit like you popovich

- nuk lyrics

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