FloridaBoy Soul - Off That Gas

Off that gas
Pushing on that pedal
Feds they on my ass don't do class
But I'm booted up
Bro pass me the mask
Found a lick ima stick em up
Rob him for that stash
Don't feel bad they ain't care bout me
Fuck em yea I laugh
Want a feature I won't tax uh
Put that shit on wax
Always humble I respect you disrespect you gone get slapped
From bikini bottom swimming in that water
Many Mr crabs Swam to shore
I was deep in but I stayed pure
Don't want your whore
You want smoke? Well ima weed connoisseur
Get green I'm Bulbasaur
Fucking your bitch then I'm out da door
This is the shit yall been waiting for
Yall been taking my style like a nigga don't know
Uh 9 5 4
That's my area code
Uh Sipping on this Henny got me really feeling throwed
Uh I can't sell my soul
Uh money over hoes
Power house blowing my phone
Ain't nobody put me on
I ain't do this alone
My brothers also going strong
My brother a shooter I don't need no shooter
He told me he got me he know that I trust em
Only few real niggas loyal who willing to
Uping that weapon you know it get deadly
All of that talking now he a strawberry
They riding the wave get the fuck off my ferry
Sliding with Feddy my nigga for life
That's my brother he know that I got em for real
This is for Livie & Rudolph & Jorge
Ever since I lost y'all I been feeling so ill
Bitch I'm just back in my element
Never letting anybody I'm better then
Kill me cause I got the medicine
Pray for my niggas who getting them sentences
Real spill make a killing call me kill bill
Big deals demon round me like it's Cloverfield
Burning loud got me fucking up the atmosphere
Mama proud cause she my vision very clear

Off that gas
Pushing on that pedal
Feds they on my ass don't do class
But I'm booted up
Bro pass me the mask
Found a lick ima stick em up
Rob him for that stash
Don't feel bad they ain't care bout me
Fuck em yea I laugh

Uh
Push it to the max
I can't let no bitch get in the way of my bag
Planted seeds
Now they spreading so fast
I'm the last of the dying breed
Yea I want it so bad
Its overtime damn near every day
Cause young nigga got faith
Give a fuck if a nigga tired I'm wired up to play
Sending kites to my niggas them
For them I still create
Told myself I'm gone be great
Whether you participate
Been a soldier I hold my weight
If I don't have then ima take
I'm gone blast before I wait
Before I lay I gotta pray
Say my grace before I eat
Cause I won't starve & lose my plate
You wana vibe bitch I'm straight
Cutting ties get out my face hoe

Written by:
Danny Lemineur

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