FKi 1st - Good Gas Lyrics

(Hahaha, good job, 1st)
Yeah, you gotta take time with this shit
TYO, Uno in this bitch (1st)
1st in this bitch, good job, 1st ooh, yeah

Wonder why they cap on me, uh (Yeah)
Two hundred racks on me, yeah (Sauce)
Know I got a pack on me, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
Know I got the pack on me, yeah (Sauce)
Good gas got her nose up (O oh)
Louis belt, yeah, I show up (Hey)
Burberry jacket, doors up (Skrrt)
Wonder why that bitch chose up (Wham)
'Cause I be stylin', uh
I take that bitch to the islands, uh (Wham)
I see them lame niggas eyeing, uh (Ew)
Heard you niggas on a diet, yeah (Hey)
You want the smoke then try it, uh
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Heard you niggas on a diet, yeah (Sauce)
You want the smoke then try it, yeah (Racks)
I heard you niggas on diet, yeah (Uh, uh)

Too much green in my pocket, uh (Yeah! Yeah)
Margiela, yeah, I had to cop it, yeah
Know I be dripping in the kitchen, uh (Uh)
Back around, stayed in Lennox, uh
Ride around the city like Tity, uh (Ew)
Ridin' 'round, then you know I get it, uh
(Racks)
Had a little bitch, had to hit it, uh
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Got that dutch, then I split it, uh
Damn, nigga, where you find her? Uh (Yeah)
Rock clothes in designer, uh (Yeah)
Lame niggas, no talent, uh
Relax, baby, I'll recline you, uh (Sauce)
She bad I remind her, uh (Skrrt, skrrt)
Thought I'd let you know, uh (Hey)
Diamonds let you go, uh (O oh)
F*cking up a check though

Wonder why they cap on me, uh (Yeah)
Two hundred racks on me, yeah (Sauce)
Know I got a pack on me, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
Know I got the pack on me, yeah (Sauce)
Good gas got her nose up (O oh)
Louis belt, yeah, I show up (Hey)
Burberry jacket, doors up (Skrrt)
Wonder why that bitch chose up (Wham)
'Cause I be stylin', uh
I take that bitch to the islands, uh (Wham)
I see them lame niggas eyeing, uh (Ew)
Heard you niggas on a diet, yeah (Hey)
You want the smoke then try it, uh
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Heard you niggas on a diet, yeah (Sauce)
You want the smoke then try it, yeah (Racks)
I heard you niggas on diet, yeah

Asked lil' bae can she wait a lil' minute
Asked lil' bae can she wait up (Please)
Pussy lil' nigga wanna hate a lil'
All these lil' bitches showing fake love
(Yeah)
Told the pussy nigga better hold your lip
Hmm
Told the little bitch, "Come hold my nuts"
Yeah, babe please hold up
Me and Tokyo doing donuts (Skrrt)
Pussy nigga hatin' like Joe Budden (Woah)
He ain't ever, ever been a roadrunner
Two-hundred K just broke the bank
You niggas still out broke hungry
Nigga wanna know why I'm in a different lane
Nigga still ass and the hoes don't love him
Hundred round drum wanna hold somethin'
Black masked up, it's a cold summer, ooh
Told that little boy it's game over (Yeah)
Gave that little boy the cold shoulder, yeah
Baby told me it's game over (Yeah)
Baby gave me the cold shoulder, yeah
Ice had to swing, hit my shoulder, uh (Ice)
How you gon' give me cold shoulder? Yeah
Yeah run with 240s a pair
Scope in that rifle, I swear I will dare you
(Dig)

Wonder why they cap on me, uh (Yeah)
Two hundred racks on me, yeah (Sauce)
Know I got a pack on me, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
Know I got the pack on me, yeah (Sauce)
Good gas got her nose up (O oh)
Louis belt, yeah, I show up (Hey)
Burberry jacket, doors up (Skrrt)
Wonder why that bitch chose up (Wham)
'Cause I be stylin', uh
I take that bitch to the islands, uh (Wham)
I see them lame niggas eyeing, uh (Ew)
Heard you niggas on a diet, yeah (Hey)
You want the smoke then try it, uh
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Heard you niggas on a diet, yeah (Sauce)
You want the smoke then try it, yeah (Racks)
I heard you niggas on diet, yeah