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that gas - al money lyrics

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[intro]
420 that pack boomin’
that trap jumpin’ like

[hook:blk papii]
(that gas,that gas,that gas)
we rolling up (that gas,that gas,that gas)
we smoking on (that gas,that gas,that gas)
we rolling up (that gas,that gas,that gas)
we smoking on
420 that pack boomin’
that trap jumpin’ like
we rolling up (that gas,that gas,that gas)
420 that pack boomin’
that trap jumpin’ like
we smoking on (that gas,that gas,that gas)
420 that pack boomin’
that trap jumpin’ like
we rolling up (that gas,that gas,that gas)
420 that pack boomin’
that trap jumpin’ like
we smoking on (that gas,that gas,that gas)
roll another and another and another and another and another one
roll another and another and another and another and another one
roll another and another and another and another and another one

[verse 1:blk papii]
hop in the ride we could take a trip
got a couples hoes n-gga take a pic
do it for the gram she loving taking pics
long hair dont care not a basic b-tch
she love marijuana, her pops from colombia but the weed from tijuana
gas mask like it’s 420
break it down that’s more money
bodega flips that store money
n-gga safe hustle where we store money
i dont sell drugs im just a n-gga to know if you need you a plug
i am no thug , roll with some stoners who blow it like blunt after blunt
rolling paper and the fronto score qu’ality that’s pr-nto
good smoke all they do is cop this training day you alonzo
gold grill like i’m texas trill waves spinning that’s ferris wheel
g-a-s sativa n-gga make you feel like khalifa n-gga
sour diesel that’s a sleeping but the purple haze might calm your -ss

[hook]

[verse 2: al money]
quiet n-gga with a loud pack
find me where the gas at
i don’t need a gask mask
n-ggas better p-ss that
out smoke me muh f-ckin liar
everybody know i body everybody in the cypher
i’m the king of kush
i’m the prince of haze
i’m a don with the sour
hit the bong with your b-tch
i’m obama with the spliff
that’s a presidential high you can’t it
there’s turbulence you’ll be disturbed and sh-t
i’m amerikas most blunted and all the other n-ggas fronting
i dont’ cop less than a hunnid

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