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Press on the gas get on them (gas get on em) Its fast (I'm on that) Press on the gas get on them E way Gucci my dash I been on that hype shit Press on the gas get on them E way Digital dash digital dash Press on the gas get on them E way Digital dash digital Flex up E way (flexin up in the mall) Shoot from the head up Bullet hit em and its critical (press on the gas, E way) He in that VVS blowin Money on me I know its flex I don't wear ricky deon When I ever did was flex We don't got to make music bout dat I see where my sons at And I'm like yeah I don't know about that Gas get on it e way Innocent demons my money came in, in a briefcase I get to fucking that HP up When that young nigga get on that E way I'm just trying tell you a couple of things Letras de cancionesGoing in in my brain She get to telling me stories What the fuck names she don't say I get I get to rolling up dope When I'm looking like I'm on the way Whoa, she want to be gang And I'm like no way Whoa its fast I'm on that Press on the gas get on them E way Gucci my dash I been on that hype shit Press on the gas get on them E way Digital dash digital dash Press on the gas get on them E way Digital dash digital Flex up E way (flexin up in the mall) Shoot from the head up Bullet hit em and its critical (press on the gas, E way) He in that VVS blowin Money on me I know its flex I don't wear ricky deon Press on the gas get on em E way I just been doing the things they say Shoot up its a bleed day R.I.P. favy way Said that she need me Mercedes going flowing them open She saying I need you bae I'm knowing you keep me safe Hunnids and racks in the way She get to acting too fake If its money Im planning on getting it Hunnids, 50s, 20s I know bitches want me I don't fuck with rappers Cause I'm getting ugly Whoa its fast (I'm on that) Press on the gas get on them E way Gucci my dash I been on that hype shit Press on the gas get on them E way Digital dash digital dash Press on the gas get on them E way Digital dash digital Flex up E way (flexin up in the mall) Shoot from the head up Bullet hit em and its critical (press on the gas, E way) He in that VVS blowin Money on me I know its flex I don't wear ricky deon From Letras Mania