Lời Bài Hát Gas Money – Yung Gravy
Countin’ up that cash money, fast money, all up in your ass money
I whip a Tesla, still got gas money
I ain’t a bitch, yessir I keep cash on me
You can get your face smacked if you act funny
Cash money, fast money, I evade tax money
I got dough, bitch you broke like some glass money
Racked up, I’m the young Johnny Cash Money
Make gas mother fucker that’s gas money
I think I’m Jack in the Box cause I stay up in the buns
And your Ex got that box rated “E” for everyone
Oooooo damn girl, that’s nasty
I hit the spin move when she tried to harass me
Tryin’ live but I’m dodgin’ these thots
To the right and the left like I’m playing hopscotch
And I’m counting my bread up, nonstop
Gas money fuck a stop watch shit don’t ever stop
Fuck a PO, fuck a piss test
Y’all racist, stay lovin’ incest (fuckin’ pussies)
Drive by get sprayed with the Windex
Cause y’all nasty boofin’ them cigarettes (aye)
And it’s Gravy Eternally talkin’ my shit
Your girl eternally jockin’ my dick
And I could die today but my gang’ll stay eternally paid
They be countin’ up that cash money, fast money, all up in your ass money
I whip a Tesla, still got gas money
I ain’t a bitch, yessir I keep cash on me
You can get your face smacked if you act funny
Cash money, fast money, I evade tax money
I got dough, bitch you broke like some glass money
Racked up, I’m the young Johnny Cash money
Make gas mother fucker that’s gas money
I hit the pick six straight into the endzone
Make your bitch flip, now you in the friend zone (friend zone)
Back shots then she let me drive the Benz home
In Atlanta and I’m selling at the Benz Dome
That’s a quickie bag, cop a Jag, Gucci backpack
Imma flip it fast into cash like its black jack
I’m the Sammy Davis Jr. junior from the ratpack
Gravy fuck your bitch and disappear like I’m a snapchat
That’s that gas money
Bitch I deserve a plaque money
Daddy flapjacks how I stack money (aye)
Countin’ up that cash money, fast money, all up in your ass money
I whip a Tesla, still got gas money
I ain’t a bitch, yessir I keep cash on me
You can get your face smacked if you act funny
Cash money, fast money, I evade tax money
I got dough, bitch you broke like some glass money
Racked up, I’m the young Johnny Cash money
Make gas mother fucker that’s gas money