Gasoline Lyrics

I told my brothers about it, I got you, you need it, I got it, you know how it go

He had that gasoline gripping a pipe in his britches for shit he can't say on the phone

Just a young stick em up kid with a stick and a stimulus still he been fiending for more

Say he got reasons to blow, say he got beef with lil bro, stick to the streets and the code

The cream of the crop with glocks the opps wildin' You be cool, we cool, we not violent

You do you, we at your top ramen' If they get loose it's not that uncommon

Kindly check the roster, probably with a monster that bare arms A bull market how i lift the stock up

Stopping a time stopper, toppling nines proper You catch enough hell shells for nine lobsters

Lock and load, I'll let your captain know I'm calm and collected, collecting when I snatch his soul

I'm reckless with effort but know I pack a pole Like Charlie Chaplin when I clap it it's a standing O

Abandon hope, make sure to casket close King Joechalla they kneel like a action pose

These bullets titanic and I pass em close Say I'm Leonardo, how I decap your bro

I told my brothers about it, I got you, you need it, I got it, you know how it go

He had that gasoline gripping the pipe in his britches for shit he can't say on the phone

Just a young stick em up kid with a stick And a stimulus still he been fiendin' for more

Say he got reasons to blow, say he got beef with lil bro Stick to the streets and the code

Check, a split second your fate could change These people twisted like fingers on gang bangers

We let it bang, bankin' on big bucks so we'll never change Neverland, might called Jackson, make sure he settled in

If he did, I sent a package for his severance A severed head, several men steppin' on severed lands

Settin' sights on you, my sides on Yoimite Sam, Let the pipe blow on your line like a family plan

Plantin' seeds to grow, I got a pot to pee, I got to be the best you seen before

They got a lot to beat, a box to beat, I bet you need it though

You fuckin' right, I leave em light as peter piper pizza of dough

I never liked him either, like the ether, try to peek the hole

I put the pipe to meet him, sights to see him, slump beneath the door

Shit, I'm like Ike to Tina, right demeanor, Hung beneath the rope

If catch him breathing in my region, get the demons reachin' for your soul so you know

I told my brothers about it, I got you, you need it, I got it, you know how it go

He had that gasoline gripping the pipe in his britches for shit he can't say on the phone

Just a young stick-em-up kid with a stick and a stimulus, still he been fiendin' for more

Say he got reasons to blow, say he got beef with lil bro, stick to the streets and the code