gas

gas I hit the gas rolling down the interstate sometimes to ease my mind I got bars and chill by the bars sometimes my mind frame is to keep dollars even if I'm rolling in the hondas and betty crockers I'll still be sitting by the dock sure pulling in fish cuz sometimes I gotta keep posture and chill like I'm me knowing where I came from I had a gun or the sharp object to keep em postured not boiled like lobster I'm kinda like a mobster I got flay knife and buck knife drop the guts out the deer over by the fence line chain saw grab the go cart out the hanger ... hey I'm just trying to make a banger got the 4 wheeler lup and down the road like the hood slanger, with an I.D. tho grab my steel toes and go toe for toe I just keep dropping the beat like I was your hoe but I'll throw down to killa who isn't on play mode Sony explodes and wrenches I suppose I'll just grit and give em double dose of hoes, of that's the way it goes no clothes homeless didn't wanna go home