K.O the Artist - Gas

Niggas just act like they witchu
I don't get it I just laugh
Puff it and drag
My type of weed be hitting me back
Pumping iron once I'm through with the gas
Flip the switch never switch up the bag
Change my mind but I ain't changing the tag
Building with me
Keep your eye on the map
Devils plotting
God watching my back
Devils plotting
God watching my back
Crossing levels
Ain't no reason to lag
Need a mili
Times all that I have
This a mission and my vision
Is strapped
Cooking written like my kitchens a pad
Need a ring like Lebron in the Cavs
Need a hit like a bong when it's packed
Get me lit like a bong when it's packed

Good beat keep me fucking balance
Good lead I don't see any challenge
Good Eats please don't fuck up my pallet
nine to five what a waste of a talent
ninety nine plus a one if you at Me
I just treat the beat
Like it's a track meet
Running shit
like a number one athlete
Bitch I'm Lit
Put this shit in your track sheet
Issa hit
Put this shit on your track sheet
BITCH IM HOT
Flow spicy like Takis
Get it litty litty
Popping like acne
Pockets swole
Body swole Bobby Lashley
Level up
Aint nobody can match me
Bars Already
Take a look at my rap sheet
Bitch I was chosen
Flow way to potent
So legit
If I spit it its golden

Niggas just act like they witchu
I don't get it I just laugh
Puff it and drag
My type of weed be hitting me back
Pumping iron once I'm through with the gas
Flip the switch never switch up the bag
Change my mind but I ain't changing the tag
Building with me
Keep your eye on the map
Devils plotting
God watching my back
Devils plotting
God watching my back
Crossing levels
Ain't no reason to lag
Need a mili
Times all that I have
This a mission and my vision is strapped
Cooking written like my kitchens a pad
Need a ring like Lebron in the Cavs
Need a hit like a bong when it's packed
Get me lit like a bong when it's

Don't Gas me up
All my niggas just be live as fuck
All my blessing just be piling up
All you bitches know your time is up

Don't gas me up
All the times when your lines was buzz
Now I'm zooming money piling up
All y'all weirdos started lining up

Gas me up
If you with me then we high as fuck
Big ass palace down in Africa
So many rooms cus I like to walk

It helps me to think
Ice and some whiskey - It helps me to pimp
I don't need it but we drink when I win

So we all getting drunk
Foot on the gas thirsty bitch on the trunk
No roof in this bitch so we don't give a fuck
All the OG's just be showing me love

I know the real gonna relate
Never sitting I don't leave it to faith
Ain't discouraged ima always get paid
God gonna protect but I keep one incase
Imma keep it in safe

Sometimes you have to put some niggas in place
Beef getting smoked I don't like how it taste
Way too cautious do whatever it takes

Do too much to ever give it away
Do too much to ever give it away
Do too much to ever give it away
Do too much to ever give it away

Written by:
Kenechukwu Ofonagoro

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