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thigzmason - gymnastics lyrics

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[chrous]
pull up in sum going fast foot on the petal i’m blowing gas
stacking up my chips not going to my last
i remember thank the lord that i’m out my past
running up my checks i ain’t stopping yet
i just blew a bag and i got it back
i just flipped it again i just got it back
we winning over here you n-gg-s just got lapped

[verse]
you n-gg-s off track i’m about my racks
i’m blowin on that gas i’m smoking on that thrax
just might jump in the crowd rockstar yea i’m i maxed
a b-tch can’t smoke for free don’t like to match
go go get it and come and bring it to me
she takes a trip then my package gets to me
a b-tch that doesn’t listen i can’t do sh-t for her
she’ll tell it all ion even got d-ck for her
all aboard all aboard on this train
the money making train
yea we love the color green
it started with a dream
then i had to build a team
then i had to create a skeme
just to get the cream
all aboard all aboard on this train
the money making train
yea we love the color green
i had to find a plug
then i had to create a lane
then i had to build my name
now it’s time to gain gains

[chrous]
pull up in sum going fast foot on the petal i’m blowing gas
stacking up my chips not going to my last
i remember thank the lord that i’m out my past
running up my checks i ain’t stopping yet
i just blew a bag and i got it back
i just flipped it again i just got it back
we winning over here you n-gg-s just got lapped

[verse 2]
you n-gg-s just got lap again d-mn d-mn d-mn
how the f-ck you n-gg-s keep going down down
im keep going up no stress i’m smoking out the pound
my homie got some different sh-t so i trade him gram for gram
got the cookie bag smell proof so it’s not a smell
where i’m from you learn how to maneuver without a trail
i like fast money i can’t be moving like a snail
i’m a young n-gg- i need my money right
and i’m keep stacking up my chips
and i don’t know why you n-gg-s hating on dis
cuz you go and spend your money on stupid sh-t like belts
and i go and spend my money with my plug on flips
hahaha now you wanna know why yo money don’t stack high
now you wanna know why yo money go bye bye
now you wanna know why i’m so fly high high high high high high high

[chrous]
pull up in sum going fast foot on the petal i’m blowing gas
stacking up my chips not going to my last
i remember thank the lord that i’m out my past
running up my checks i ain’t stopping yet
i just blew a bag and i got it back
i just flipped it again i just got it back
we winning over here you n-gg-s just got lapped



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