ฟังเพลงPropane (feat. YFN Kay & YFN Trae Pound) (Explicit) (Clean)

Propane (Clean) - YFN Lucci/YFN Kay/YFN Trae Pound

Written by：Lawrence Jones/Kelvin Lynn Bennett/Anthony J. Phillips/Rayshawn L. Bennett

YFN Lucci：

Somethin' like propane uh too much smoke man hey

Yeah I ain't got no feelings for no hoe man yeah

Call me snowman I froze both chains yeah aye

Matchin' bling-bling for the whole gang

Workin' like a GOAT grindin' I need hope

Yeah shine when I get up one hand on my uh

I'm gon' hold it down yeah for whoever want smoke yeah

One hand on my Glock yeah they know how it go

YFN Lucci：

Uh one hand on my on my man I pray he don't pray he don't

If he play he gon' play he gon' he may not make it no

Uh naw don't make me make that call we ball no basketball

We all international we flyer than an asteroid

No I don't like racks at all that there get you wacked my dawg

Shootin' up a n**ga family house that there get my mans involved

Make me get at your mans and all

nah we ain't got to pay it off

That sawed-off will knock ya head off in the coupe with the head off

Been through one of the opps block seat low I got the chop cocked

Cut up one of their cars

got it lookin' like it been to the chop shop

Hell nah we will not stop

Every night I prayed about a drop every night I prayed

If you lookin' for some smoke we

YFN Lucci：

Somethin' like propane uh too much smoke man hey

Yeah I ain't got no feelings for no hoe man yeah

Call me snowman I froze both chains yeah aye

Matchin' bling-bling for the whole gang

Workin' like a GOAT grindin' I need hope

Yeah shine when I get up one hand on my uh

I'm gon' hold it down yeah for whoever want smoke yeah

One hand on my Glock yeah they know how it go

YFN Kay：

Money power respect one hand grippin' my TEC

Whole lotta water drippin' from my neck that's VVS

Whole lotta lean drippin' from my cup that's CVS

Whole lotta pounds drop on the first that's UPS

These n**gas want to be famous leave a f**k n**ga plankin'

Brains all over the floor now I see what you thinkin'

That's on Nut that's on Nut In my Glock I trust

I can't wait to bust leave a pussy n**ga stuck

Put your pistols up while I ship on two cups

Twistin' my fingers up whole lotta new bucks

We knock 'em down you pick 'em up

They ain't 'bout no action they just talk about it

Leave the scene cloudy lotta smoke around it

YFN Lucci：

Somethin' like propane uh too much smoke man hey

Yeah I ain't got no feelings for no hoe man yeah

Call me snowman I froze both chains yeah aye

Matchin' bling-bling for the whole gang

Workin' like a GOAT grindin' I need hope

Yeah shine when I get up one hand on my uh

I'm gon' hold it down yeah for whoever want smoke yeah

One hand on my Glock yeah they know how it go

YFN Trae Pound：

Move bags like a garage truck huh get your order up

Used to ride the Marta bus huh now they charter us

N**ga you ain't hard enough huh how you want war with us huh

You ain't startin' with us (n**ga) you ain't part of us

Grindin lately I've been grindin'

Which car to slide in Havin' trouble decidin'

Whole lotta diamonds in the face can't see what time it is

I ain't even signed a deal I'd probably be swipin' still haha

On hand on that huh rubberband that huh

Probably too much huh rockin' too much huh

One call get you touched DJ Screw in my cup yeah

We was down now we up whole gang done blew up

YFN Lucci：

Somethin' like propane uh too much smoke man hey

Yeah I ain't got no feelings for no hoe man yeah

Call me snowman I froze both chains yeah aye

Matchin' bling-bling for the whole gang

Workin' like a GOAT grindin' I need hope

Yeah shine when I get up one hand on my uh

I'm gon' hold it down yeah for whoever want smoke yeah

One hand on my Glock yeah they know how it go