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aliimah – gas كلمات اغاني

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[intro: aliimah]
sheesh
grr
ha, ha, ha
let’s go

[chorus: aliimah]
i got the gas, i ain’t talkin’ bout what the f_ck comes out my ass
they don’t get a pass cause when b_tches get gassed, they don’t know how to act
i hit the gas and i swerve on these b_tches, sade smooth like jazz
yeah, i got that sass, and it’s all in my raps like lemme go spaz

[verse 1: aliimah]
they tryna make food with my recipe
put hoes in they place, call me sesame
i don’t just rap bout my f_ckin’ box, so what rap b_tch gon be checkin me?
i be dubbin’ like who finna step to me
should put me on thе flag if you reppin’ me
every timе i rap along with these men, they see me, they all be respectin me
i make real beats, no samplin’ sh_t, uh
on they necks, just tramplin’ sh_t, uh
on a daily, ain’t gamblin’ sh_t, uh
like eggs, hoes scramblin’ sh_t, uh
i’m humble, but i am not pliant
i just be stayin’ in my own lane, bryant
they say i’m a beast, but was they lyin?
say i’m trippin’, i’m stampin’ that sh_t, uh
[chorus: aliimah & e.faness]
i got the gas, i ain’t talkin’ bout what the f_ck comes out my ass
they don’t get a pass cause when b_tches get gassed, they don’t know how to act
i hit the gas, and i swerve on these b_tches, sade smooth like jazz
yeah, i got the sass, and it’s all in my raps like lemme go spaz (uh, let’s go)

[verse 2: e.faness]
could’ve had you and your man, i ain’t want that
so i do yall both like walmart, made yall roll back
i be tellin’ the truth like hoes whack
go against drica, you get blocked, then we spin that
juicy ass, it sits in my pants
real bad b_tch, put you in a trance
seen my opp, he jackin’ my stance
all the baddies doin’ my dance
i’m draggin, you lackin, hit you like what’s happenin’, was waitin’ for you at the door
to try and test drica, and think you gon’ pass, gotta laugh, is you really that slow?
real n_ggas already know
bad b_tches, they stealin’ the show
i see y’all copy my style, but y’all can never copy my flow
drica

[chorus: aliimah, aliimah & e.faness, e.faness]
i got the gas, i ain’t talkin’ bout what the f_ck comes out my ass
they don’t get a pass cause when b_tches get gassed, they don’t know how to act (grrrrr)
i hit the gas, and i swerve on these b_tches, sade smooth like jazz
yeah, i got the sass, and it’s all in my raps like lemme go spaz (muah)

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