yxngfuture - mustard gas lyrics
[chorus]
i got a choppa, it came with a sword, a katana
strong enough to slice a bullet in half
i’m smoking on french’s while sipping on promethazine
and i’m puffing on mustard, that gas
my b+tch was choosing, i told her it’s f+ck her no matter what, ‘cuz i’m persistently thumbing through cash
that ho a groupie, she hit the whole team but she calling ’bout sum she want my thumb in her ass
take all that n+gga bread, i could live off it
invicta with the bulova, it’s tick+tockin’
i be around b+tches more than i do my homies
i got my priorities set, i can’t be ’round a b+tch often
[verse 1}
i’m otb, boy, that’s only the best around me, boy
and only my family, n+gga
he think he superman, he swеar to god that he bulletproof
so i’m hastily blammin’ the n+gga
wе was in public so i couldn’t up it or i’d get caught up in a calamity, n+gga
he could be up in popularity, but he not higher than me financially, n+gga
ayy, ayy, and brodie don’t get no loot
i heard she a smooch, so i could gave her the boot
he all on my d+ck, i swear he a fruit
i got a ho, she gon blow like a flute
i feel like luka, n+ggas lay when i shoot
i can’t focus on that b+tch, she on mute, like
[chorus]
i got a choppa, it came with a sword, a katana
strong enough to slice a bullet in half
i’m smoking on french’s while sipping on promethazine
and i’m puffing on mustard, that gas
my b+tch was choosing, i told her it’s f+ck her no matter what, ‘cuz i’m persistently thumbing through cash
that ho a groupie, she hit the whole team but she calling ’bout sum she want my thumb in her ass
take all that n+gga bread, i could live off it
invicta with the bulova, it’s tick+tockin’
i be around b+tches more than i do my homies
i got my priorities set, i can’t be ’round a b+tch often
[verse 2]
you thought i was feeling you?
b+tch, you be trippin’
i feel like eem, my pockets triplin’
i knock him off, then i’m dipping
only the best, cuz’ b+tch i’m him
you wanna ride with me, you gotta chip in
i’m all inside of her, she like “oh, yeah”
her n+gga came home, she like “oh, no”
she kicked me out, he kicked that door down
i feel like sosa how i’m sw+ngin’ that pole
she a ho now, my glock 19 shoot with no sound
i’ma just keep switchin’ my flow
[chorus]
i got a choppa, it came with a sword, a katana
strong enough to slice a bullet in half
i’m smoking on french’s while sipping on promethazine
and i’m puffing on mustard, that gas
my b+tch was choosing, i told her it’s f+ck her no matter what, ‘cuz i’m persistently thumbing through cash
that ho a groupie, she hit the whole team but she calling ’bout sum she want my thumb in her ass
take all that n+gga bread, i could live off it
invicta with the bulova, it’s tick+tockin’
i be around b+tches more than i do my homies
i got my priorities set, i can’t be ’round a b+tch often
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