Lyrics Good Gas – Not It
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SoHo, SoHo, yes, sir, ayy
Break a bitch back on her mama’s counter
She wanna ride the wave but I almost drowned her, ayy
Smokin’ on gas while I count up (SoHo)
I got your ho, she naughty (Naughty)
We’re ten past the close, it’s naughty (Naughty)
The roof and the doors robotic (Ooh)
And it’s some hoes inside it
It’s snowin’, I froze the climate
She got on the pole and climbed it (Yes, sir)
Yeah, just left Onyx
Watch look like stars, comets (Ice)
Just bein’ honest, I get commas
Don’t give a fuck ’bout your comments
Country ass player, what you know about it? (SoHo, SoHo)
Just saw my ex-bitch, act like she don’t know nobody (Wet, wet)
Fuck that bitch, uh
I just went to Ricky and spent fifty on my wrist, uh
Shawty super freaky, told her, «Hit me,» I’ma…
Break a bitch back on her mama’s counter
She wanna ride the wave but I almost drowned her, ayy
Smokin’ on gas while I count up (SoHo)
Two cups for my exotic, pockets bankroll knotty (Knotty)
I got your ho, she naughty (Naughty)
We’re ten past the close, it’s naughty (Naughty)
The drugs is in me, she on the Henny
She suck me good, I buy her some Fendi
Niggas love to hate, envy
My boy home, already totin’ the semi
Bitch, don’t tell me you love me
Ride my wave, tell a ho, «Come brush me»
How you got a man but your nigga look rusty?
Real diamonds on all of my bitches and hoes
Mami, what’s happenin’? (What’s happenin’?)
Been back up, so you know I was Latin
She gon’ slide for me, no askin’ (No bullshit)
She nasty but keep it real classy
Different color fashion
I don’t like matchin’
No, I ain’t takin’, I’m mackin’
Pull up to the party, let’s get this shit crackin’
Break a bitch back on her mama’s counter
She wanna ride the wave but I almost drowned her, ayy
Smokin’ on gas while I count up (SoHo)
Two cups for my exotic, pockets bankroll knotty (Knotty)
I got your ho, she naughty (Naughty)
We’re ten past the close, it’s naughty (Naughty)
Ten past the close, it’s naughty
I got your ho, she naughty
Naughty
I got your ho, she naughty
Break a bitch back on her mama’s counter
She wanna ride the wave but I almost drowned her, ayy
Smokin’ on gas while I count up
Two cups for my exotic, pockets bankroll knotty
I got your ho, she naughty
We’re ten past the close, it’s naughty
