Tiacorine Gas Station Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bully in the street, I push the gas, like bitch, get off of me
Look in my eyes, just tell the truth, I know you wanted me
Wrist be swift as shit, I carry stick, just Harry Potter me
Dropped my second song and ever since, it's been like lotto me
Cookout with mosquitos, when I eat, they wanna bother me
I know talk is cheap, so if he got it, then he thought of me
Green all on my plate, I'm eatin' good, it's givin' broccoli
And bitch, if you not first, well, then you second, but don't start with me

[Chorus]
Restroom, gas station, stallin'
Phone beepin', hol' up, money callin'
On the weekend, kill the p*ssy, coffin
Don't feel like shootin', real niggas boxin'
Restroom, gas station, stallin'
Phone beepin', hol' up, money callin'
On the weekend, kill the p*ssy, coffin
Don't feel like shootin', real niggas boxin'
[Verse 2]
Won't give you my number, you can follow me
Hangin' with the stars, I'm in the sky, it be astrology Bitches copy me, they be like daughter, wanna father me
And if you wanna fight me, mean it's cool, but don't you start a scene
Nigga think he mine, I'm in the shower singin' Billy Jean
Pulled up on nigga, he like, "Damn, you is a pretty thing'
Shut up, nigga, I'ma f*ck you good, then l'ma pop a bean
Funny nigga, he knew that my love was gonna cost some things
Play the violin, the way I move, you know I'm pullin' strings
Daughter point at this, she point at that, she gettin' everythin'
Ice my finger up, no fiancé, it feel like weddin' ring
And I don't trust no nigga, I get money, what you want from me?

[Chorus]
Restroom, gas station, stallin'
Phone beepin', hol' up, money callin'
On the weekend, kill the p*ssy, coffin
Don't feel like shootin', real niggas boxin'
Restroom, gas station, stallin'
Phone beepin', hol' up, money callin'
On the weekend, kill the p*ssy, coffin
Don't feel like shootin', real niggas boxin'

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