Gas And Mud Lyrics - Trap God - Gucci Mane

[Intro:] 

Aye scream, time to turn up my nigga 

I'm on my hood rich shit right now 

I'm on my brick squad shit right now mane 

I'm on my trap god shit man 

Trap god man 

It's time to turn up 

It's time to go crazy out here man 

You know what imp talkin about? 

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[Verse 1:] 

Slow down Gucci 

Steal your bum Gucci 

Remember when I used to drive an old ass hoover (fuck it) 

Gas pack shawty 

Dirty cup shawty 

And why they call it Mountain Park it ain't no god damn mountain 

I was raised in Sun Valley 

Where the damn thing sunny 

And I can lie I tried to serve every god damn junkie 

Smokin gas and drinkin mud but you can keep the Budweiser 

She's a blunt baggie bitch so I don't wanna stand by her 

If you pourin ounces up then I don't wanna drink with you 

If you ain't gettin money I don't wanna leave with you 

I'll bring the pot to the water, I can kitchen sink with you 

I had to kick you out the squad you was the weakest link nigga 

[Hook:] 

Hundred cash, cash 

Know I got the gas 

Ninety three octane four thousand for a bag 

Gas, gas, sell it really fast 

The benjis came in, you know this shit is gas 

Mud, mud, gotta keep the buzz 

800 a pint nigga I can show you love 

Mud, mud, you know I'm drinkin mud 

I might pour up the whole pint, cause I don't give a fuck 

[Verse 2:] 

All this mud drinkin, bud stankin 

Walkin round the club with ya 

I'm a drug dealer, real killa, mean mugging fuck niggas 

I heard you lookin for me nigga I'm the one who shot your drug dealer 

And if you really wanna go to war then I don't give a fuck nigga 

Got a Bentley with the paper tags 

Book bag full of gas 

Pockets can't hold all the gas 

I can loan your man some swag 

And I'll pull that pistol fast 

PRP's hang off my ass 

You saved your money bought a Jag well bitch I could go buy a jet 

Remember 1996 the year that I robbed my connect 

I wasn't even twenty yet 

I-20 with 20 bricks 

I done did all kind of shit 

Yall niggas just full of shit 

I just drunk to much today 

Tryna drink the pain away 

[Hook:] 

Hundred cash, cash 

Know I got the gas 

Ninety three octane four thousand for a bag 

Gas, gas, sell it really fast 

The benjis came in, you know this shit is gas 

Mud, mud, gotta keep the buzz 

800 a pint nigga I can show you love 

Mud, mud, you know I'm drinkin mud 

I might pour up the whole pint, cause I don't give a fuck 

[Verse 3:] 

Love drankin dirty, woke up really late 

I used to drank up early, I like the way it taste 

Drankin on this Activist I love to drink the grapes 

They catch you with these pints my nigga you might catch a case 

Flossin, tossin proceed with caution 

I'm the boss and I ain't takin no losses 

Smokin gas and I'm sippin on poison 

Fuck the argument imma hit my target 

Call the body but I beat my charger 

Two Ferraris I got twin horses 

New charger and I set it on forges 

G5 touch down I'm boiling 

Poppin pills like I hear horses 

Me and scooter just bought twin porsches 

Louis vuittons but I wear em like forces 

Burberry my boxer shorts is 

Louis v that's where my shorts is 

Sun Valley that's where my heart is 

Twenty sixes so I'm sittin real high 

Ridin in the sky same place my lord is 

[Hook:] 

Hundred cash, cash 

Know I got the gas 

Ninety three octane four thousand for a bag 

Gas, gas, sell it really fast 

The benjis came in, you know this shit is gas 

Mud, mud, gotta keep the buzz 

800 a pint nigga I can show you love 

Mud, mud, you know I'm drinkin mud 

I might pour up the whole pint, cause I don't give a fuck