Police Said Im Smelling Like That Gas Lyrics
Song Details: Police Said Im Smelling Like That Gas Lyrics. The song is sung by Tony Shhnow and the song name is Look What I Got On.
Police Said Im Smelling Like That Gas Lyrics
[Intro: Tony Shhnow]
No, you wouldn’t
No, you wouldn’t
No, you wouldn’t
Fuck you talkin’ ’bout?
(This is trap music, bitch)
(TJ on the beat)
Damn, damn
Damn, damn
(This is a certified hood classic)
Trap
(Nice and silky smooth)
[Chorus: Tony Shhnow & King Hundo]
Walked out lookin’ like money (Money)
Look what I got on (On, on, on, on)
Meek outside with the 40 (40, with the 40)
Look like Corleone (Bitch, he look like Corleone)
Nighttime trappin’ out the spot (Trap)
Hit my trap phone (Bitch, I use my trap phone)
Walked out lookin’ like money (Money)
Look what I got on (Bitch, yeah, look what I got on)
[Verse 1: Tony Shhnow]
Broke boy callin’ for a front (Front)
You know I changed phones (Phones, phones, phones)
Really, we can’t have a conversation (Nah)
Unless you need a zone (Zone, zone, zone, zone)
Really trappin’ pounds with my dawgs (Dawgs)
You can’t get a bone (Bone, trap, bone, trap, bone, trap, bone, trap)
N* out here playin’ with my name (Name)
Fuck is goin’ on? (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
I’m just over here trappin’ with your shorty (Shorty)
You know I brought the strong (Strong, strong, ayy)
Hopped out this thing straight dabbin’ (Skrrt)
My money too long (Long, it’s long, long, brrt)
[Chorus: Tony Shhnow & King Hundo]
Walked out lookin’ like money (Money)
Look what I got on (On, on, on, on)
Meek outside with the 40 (40, with the 40)
Look like Corleone (Bitch, he look like Corleone)
Nighttime trappin’ out the spot (Trap)
Hit my trap phone (Bitch, I use my trap phone)
Walked out lookin’ like money (Money)
Look what I got on (Bitch, yeah, look what I got on)
[Verse 2: King Hundo]
Police say I’m smellin’ like that gas
Bitch, that’s my cologne (Bitch, that’s my cologne)
Flippin’ these bricks like Jumanji
I ain’t frontin’ none (Bitch, I ain’t frontin’ none)
I been up all night trappin’
I ain’t goin’ home (I ain’t even goin’ home)
I done made so much fuckin’ profit
Off a trap phone (Off a fuckin’ trap phone)
Ran off with a n**** pack
Boy, you know I’m gone (Boy, you know, you know I’m gone)
My belt got this bad ho choosin’
Yeah, it’s Ferragamo (Bitch, you know it’s Ferragamo)
[Chorus: Tony Shhnow & King Hundo]
Walked out lookin’ like money (Money)
Look what I got on (On, on, on, on)
Meek outside with the 40 (40, with the 40)
Look like Corleone (Bitch, he look like Corleone)
Nighttime trappin’ out the spot (Trap)
Hit my trap phone (Bitch, I use my trap phone)
Walked out lookin’ like money (Money)
Look what I got on (Bitch, yeah, look what I got on)
