Propane - YFN Lucci, YFN Kay, YFN Trae Pound

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

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 nigga 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

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

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 niggas want to be famous, leave a fuck nigga 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 nigga 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

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

Move bags like a garage truck, huh, get your order up

Used to ride the Marta bus, huh, now they charter us

Nigga you ain’t hard enough, huh, how you want war with us?

huh

You ain’t startin' with us (nigga), 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

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