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[PROD. CHINATOWN]

[Intro: Larry]
I just need that gas and a stack
The way I'm gettin' to it might just crash (crash)
No bands, bad days, yeah your sh*t hurt
Yung boi might catch a flight, you ain't do that first...
Aye, aye!
Aye, aye, aye!

[Chorus: Larry]
I just need that gas and a stack
The way I'm gettin' to it might just crash (Then we burn)
No bands, bad days, yeah your sh*t hurt (Hurt!)
Yung boi might catch a flight, you ain't do that first (Zoom, zoom, zoom)
I just need that gas and a stack (Aye!)
The way I'm gettin' to it might just crash (Then we burn)
No bands, bad days, yeah your sh*t hurt (Hurt!)
Yung boi might catch a flight, you ain't do that first

[Verse 1: Tony Shhnow]
You ain't do that first, your plug I did the worst
Fendi on my belt, b*tch got Louie on her purse
You ain't got to go far every time you're in my hood
You might see a damn star, we play with the guap
Welcome to shop, we tend to overshop
If I ain't on the block, then I'm with your broad
Tech all on my pants, dope all in my sock
You know how I rock, flexin' like the rock
[Chorus: Larry]
I just need that gas and a stack
The way I'm gettin' to it might just crash (Then we burn)
No bands, bad days, yeah your sh*t hurt (Hurt!)
Yung boi might catch a flight, you ain't do that first (Zoom, zoom, zoom)
I just need that gas and a stack (Aye!)
The way I'm gettin' to it might just crash (Then we burn)
No bands, bad days, yeah your sh*t hurt (Hurt!)
Yung boi might catch a flight, you ain't do that first

[Verse 2: SenseiATL]
Yeah, run the block, got it twerkin' like a b*tch
Sip the wock, get to droppin' like drop kicks
Rollin' in the Benz, countin' up the bands
Ballin' on these b*tches just like ESPN
Got sticks, got dope, got smoke
Diamonds on my wrist, shining white like blow
Never sellin' out, I sell it by the pound
Laid up with some money, you know I lay it down

[Chorus: Larry]
I just need that gas and a stack
The way I'm gettin' to it might just crash (Then we burn)
No bands, bad days, yeah your sh*t hurt (Hurt!)
Yung boi might catch a flight, you ain't do that first (Zoom, zoom, zoom)
I just need that gas and a stack (Aye!)
The way I'm gettin' to it might just crash (Then we burn)
No bands, bad days, yeah your sh*t hurt (Hurt!)
Yung boi might catch a flight, you ain't do that first
[Verse 3: Larry]
Had the blood on my forces, now the air can sit on top
And if you ain't 'bout the risky sh*t, your b*tch gon' think you soft
We can't be concerned, we like to do sh*t 'cause it's wrong
And I don't get weak 'cause my brain hold too much strong
Not even on no disrespect sh*t, been waitin' too long
With my Japanese goons and Kitchen K made [?] pop
Come with me to my show, we rock designer I just bought
Might hit the french coast with the stacks and just move on

[Chorus: Larry]
I just need that gas and a stack
The way I'm gettin' to it might just crash (Then we burn)
No bands, bad days, yeah your sh*t hurt (Hurt!)
Yung boi might catch a flight, you ain't do that first (Zoom, zoom, zoom)
I just need that gas and a stack (Aye!)
The way I'm gettin' to it might just crash (Then we burn)
No bands, bad days, yeah your sh*t hurt (Hurt!)
Yung boi might catch a flight, you ain't do that first