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Meek Mill – Gasoline Remix ft. Jim Jones

Gasoline Lyrics by Meek Mill & Chic Raw:

sippin on ciroc on’er then a light switch,
riding thru tha hood wit ma lil bad white chick,
ralph lauren 7 jeans, 95 night shit
in my 96 impala grinding thru tha night shift
i check you like i might quit, comin out ya damn mouth
catch you while tha cameras off, show up to ya damn house
like excuse me MA’AM where such & such ride hard no buckle up
all left hooks right uppercuts shoot you like the beat then fuck you up
im dippin on them way-backs, we ain sippin we way strapped
ma shooters they dont play around they lay you down like wave cap,
in tha kitchen wit a 6 dude try turn tha shit to a maybach,
i whip whip real hard like dale earnhard on the race track
(…)
illuminati wanted my soul and body
they ask me would i trade it for a maseretti
i told em always and i said probably
plus a phantom, a and a bugatti
we can work a deal, i put my momma up on a hill
i go to hell and burn it down
they hatin every time i turn around
being cocky, i turned it down, now it’s time to turn it up
i flame on then burn em up, them niggas act like they learning up