Simple

(Gimme the Gas)
(Ayo, Gas, cook it up)
When we fuck she leave, I hate to say, but it's that simple
These not Amiri jeans, baby, these is Balmain denims
I got my tool out, hope they don't think bout' playin' round'
I get too high, and I don't plan on comin' down
Two hundred on the dash, I take the police on a chase
Friends foldin' up, I see it happen every day
Backwoods on paper, long clips and Dracos
Switches on blickies, Supreme bag with pesos
If they was winin' I would love it, why they hatin' on me?
Rock Moncler coats, I come from nothing, it's a hundred degrees
Gave you my energy, my love, but I was wastin' my time
Not hooked on soda, but I spent my whole life on a line
New wrist, yeah, new bitch, yeah, drive the new whips, yeah
You can tell by how I'm dressed
You know I'm worth a check, nigga's know I'm worth a check
Back to the hood for what? The trenches ain't did none for me, nigga
They always first to change, the ones that's right there thuggin' with you
I can love you better, girl fuck that nigga
I can love you better, girl fuck that nigga
I need to work on my romance, told her I'ma drum like I'm Nick Cannon
Bad lil' bitch on four Xans, she a model she still be geekin'
My youngins' still be tweakin', ain't drillin' for no reason
Got money, I'm not cheesin', I still be fightin' demons, yeah
When we fuck she leave, I hate to say, but it's that simple
These not Amiri jeans, baby, these is Balmain denims
I got my tool out, hope they don't think bout' playin' round'
I get too high, and I don't plan on comin' down
Two hundred on the dash, I take the police on a chase
Friends foldin' up, I see it happen every day
Backwoods on paper, long clips and Dracos
Switches on blickies, Supreme bag with pesos
New wrist, yeah, new bitch, yeah, drive the new whips, yeah
You can tell by how I'm dressed
You know I'm worth a check, nigga's know I'm worth a check
I can love you better, girl, fuck that nigga
I can love you better, girl, fuck that nigga