Pranav.Wav - GAS STATION BAPTISM Lyrics

Gas station baptism
Run up spray the gat in em
Make his fat ass run
Yea, we gon burn the fat in em
Sadist, I enjoy their pain
Burnin rubber with the gang
Slit his thoat make a drain, with a vain, fuck you mane
Fuck you and yo god
On the come up with the mob
Oh my god is what he said
Put a dumb ass straight to bed
How many guns you got? a lot
Skinned him in the lot
Put the metal to his jaw
Had to drown him cause he saw
Too much, roll with no clips and talk all that shit, so I know you not gonna do none
Chief of the combat keep all the guns racked, countin up commas
You got goons to catch your bodies
Pull up to the function, wait in lobby
I don't care if you don't got it, aim the gun then I shot it
Found his bitch ass lacking, filled with lead when we caught him
Threw him in a river, now he dead and he rotting
Runnin the underground, keepin all the gas low
Don't ever buy no weed from the gas station bro
Gas station baptism
Run up spray the gat in em
Make his fat ass run
Yea we gon burn the fat in em
Sadist, I enjoy their pain
Burnin rubber with the gang
Slit his throat make a drain, with a vain, fuck you mane
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Oh my god is what he said
Run up spray the gat in em
Make his fat ass run
Yeah we gonna burn the
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas station baptism
Run up spray the gat in em
Make his fat ass run
We gon burn the fat in em
Sadist, I enjoy their pain
Burnin rubber with the gang
Slit his throat make a drain, with a vain, fuck you mane

Gas station baptism
Run up spray the gat in em
Make his fat ass run
Yea, we gon burn the fat in em
Sadist, I enjoy their pain
Burnin rubber with the gang
Slit his thoat make a drain, with a vain, fuck you mane
Fuck you and yo god
On the come up with the mob
Oh my god is what he said
Put a dumb ass straight to bed
How many guns you got? a lot
Skinned him in the lot
Put the metal to his jaw
Had to drown him cause he saw
Too much, roll with no clips and talk all that shit, so I know you not gonna do none
Chief of the combat keep all the guns racked, countin up commas
You got goons to catch your bodies
Pull up to the function, wait in lobby
I don't care if you don't got it, aim the gun then I shot it
Found his bitch ass lacking, filled with lead when we caught him
Threw him in a river, now he dead and he rotting
Runnin the underground, keepin all the gas low
Don't ever buy no weed from the gas station bro
Gas station baptism
Run up spray the gat in em
Make his fat ass run
Yea we gon burn the fat in em
Sadist, I enjoy their pain
Burnin rubber with the gang
Slit his throat make a drain, with a vain, fuck you mane
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Oh my god is what he said
Run up spray the gat in em
Make his fat ass run
Yeah we gonna burn the
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas, gas, gas station
Gas station baptism
Run up spray the gat in em
Make his fat ass run
We gon burn the fat in em
Sadist, I enjoy their pain
Burnin rubber with the gang
Slit his throat make a drain, with a vain, fuck you mane