[Intro: Baby Gas]
Hey
Push 'em
(Know I, spaz) Hey
(Clayton Williams, bitch)
Smokin' gas, shit stupid, I don't know better
(Off this Baby Gas, I'm 'bout to eat some ice cream)
Ayy, look
Smokin' gas, shit stupid, I don't know better
Smoke 'bout your shit
Look, look, look

[Chorus: Baby Gas]
Smokin' gas, shit stupid, I don't know better
Me and money stick together, we just go better (For real)
Bitch, I feel like Pablo for the go-getters (Go-getters)
Ghetto vato, I ain't slowin' down for no n***a (Uh-uh)
Smokin' gas, foot on gas
Hundred plus, foreign dash
Know I spaz, blow it cash
And I'm just tryna double up, I ain't with none of that

[Verse 1: Baby Gas]
And I keep them vatos with me, they gon' turn it up (Turn it up)
Anybody playing with me, they gon' take this shit up
Hundred round plus, it's gon' wake this shit up (Grrra)
Thirty on the flock and that's always on hood (Ayy)
Ayy, for thе whole gang (For the whole gang)
It's thе mob, we come thick, take up four lanes (Four lanes)
All my migos on nothin' but we don't know names (Nope)
Number two, pull up with it, playing no games
I need my dollars, got my bread up in the butter
And I score once, I'm just tryna double up another
And my young n***a come drill 'em, that's my little brother, uh
Super soaker, I'll lay you in a puddle, I got
[Chorus: Baby Gas]
Smokin' gas, shit stupid, I don't know better
Me and money stick together, we just go better (For real)
Bitch, I feel like Pablo for the go-getters (Go-getters)
Ghetto vato, I ain't slowin' down for no n***a (Uh-uh)
Smokin' gas, foot on gas
Hundred plus, foreign dash
Know I spaz, blow it cash
And I'm just tryna double up, I ain't with none of that

[Verse 2: Cash Kidd]
Yeah, tick me off, catch a gnat then I'ma flee the scene (Get it)
Pineapple Fanta dark as hell, look like I'm drinking pee
Sippin' Wock', I just took a nap, I ain't talkin' B to Bs (Gone)
Yeah, I'm on this beat ridin' like Alicia Keys
Ayy, told the bitch, "You can sleep with me, but you can't sleep with me"
Backdoored a n***a, hit his bitch spot, thats B and E (Nah, for real)
Cuban hangin' with the ice, call it Eazy-E
Yo, she in the Ghost punchin', paranormal activity (Yup)
Want beef 'cause his ho fuckin', that bitch don't mean shit to me (Don't mean shit)
Just put my dick in yo' bitch neck literally
Get yo' lick back, we did that, ain't no mystery (We hit it off)
She gon' suck it instantly (Instantly)
Hammer on me, Mr. Clean (Baow), baow

[Chorus: Baby Gas]
Smokin' gas, shit stupid, I don't know better (Know better)
Me and money stick together, we just go better (For real)
Bitch, I feel like Pablo for the go-getters (Go-getters)
Ghetto vato, I ain't slowin' down for no n***a (Uh-uh)
Smokin' gas, foot on gas
Hundred plus, foreign dash
Know I spaz, blow it cash
And I'm just tryna double up, I ain't with none of that