Gasoline V9 (Ft. Billy Billions)

[Intro]
YK
Yo, Itchy, is that how you’re going on yeah?
Mmm, come ‘ere

[Verse 1: V9]
Two hands up like Goku I reach for my suttin, pop it and show you (Bow bow)
Leave man bland just like tofu I ain’t got no manners I’m real like Nobu (Mmhmm)
Trip up I get hopeful swing my suttin, and bore you (Ching ching)
You got racks on your wrist but ain’t chipped in for a fucking stick (How?)
Rudeboy you’re livin’ a myth (Some dickhead)
Man can’t tell me ‘bout trips I’ve been out here with this loaded stick (Ay)
I want man dead on the news no fibs (I do)
Slap it, best run with your bitch (Ay come ‘ere)
Pop it, watch his whole body twitch (Bow bow)
I want bankrolls, I’m in love with this bitch (Mmhmm)
You can keep her that is not my bitch

[Verse 2: Billy Billions]
She caught up in her feelings, begging me to stop the drug dealings (God damn)
I don’t wanna hurt you that’s the realest
So girl it’s best to stay up out my business (Hoe)
TT flake on my hit list, artillery on my wishlist
I wish that I never got nicked with, charged, trial, acquitted
Cowboy draw yeah I’m quick with
Anti-clockwise when the wrist whip (Whip whip)
Bad one, with the lipstick, tryna leave evidence on my missus
I ain’t gonna crack under pressure
It’s still ten ton on the presser
I grip the mash with the leather
Get man down with the wetter