Video Gas Pack de Abbot Can 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Abbot Can - Gas Pack Lyrics

[Chorus: Abbot]
Smokin on the gas pack, Baby where dat ass at
Ya I’m bout to smoke him in the face, He an ass hat
Money comin in, you tryna hide bitch where my cash at
Abbot on the scene, smokin green right out the hatch back
Smokin on the gas pack, Baby where dat ass at
Ya I’m bout to smoke him in the face, He an ass hat
Money comin in, you tryna hide bitch where my cash at
Abbot on the scene, smokin green right out the hatch back

[Verse 1: Abbot]
I just wanna move
(Move!)
I just wanna woo
(Woo!)
I just want a Rari baby hop in we go zoom
(Zoom!)
We makin all the money, bout to move out wit the crew
(Crew!)
Bitches hit my phone, but ion tell my baby boo
Tell her I just wanna drink
(Drink!)
Bout to fuckin smoke
(Smoke!)
She suckin on the dick, need a towel cause she soaked
(Soaked, Soaked)
Put my exes in a motha fuckin row
(Motha fuckin row!)
Want some more, I tell lil baby ya come over
[Chorus: Abbot]
Smokin on the gas pack, Baby where dat ass at
Ya I’m bout to smoke him in the face, He an ass hat
Money comin in, you tryna hide bitch where my cash at
Abbot on the scene, smokin green right out the hatch back
Smokin on the gas pack, Baby where dat ass at
Ya I’m bout to smoke him in the face, He an ass hat
Money comin in, you tryna hide bitch where my cash at
Abbot on the scene, smokin green right out the hatch back

[Verse 2: Abbot]
Sellin out the hatch back
(Hatch back!)
Thank you for the times, but we past that
(Past that!)
Grindin never stop, the check I cash that
(Check!)
Yuh, mess around my homies and we blast back
(Blast back!)

[Bridge: Abbot]
Toke
(Toke! huh)
Woah, woah
Shoutout motha fuckin Tokes
(Tokes, Tokes, Tokes!)
Woah, woah
Ya we bout to make it blow
(Blow, blow)
Woah ye, pussy boy I got yo woke
(Woke, woke)
Yuh woke, ungh
[Chorus: Abbot]
Smokin on the gas pack, Baby where dat ass at
Ya I’m bout to smoke him in the face, He an ass hat
Money comin in, you tryna hide bitch where my cash at
Abbot on the scene, smokin green right out the hatch back

Smokin on the gas pack, Baby where dat ass at
Ya I’m bout to smoke him in the face, He an ass hat
Money comin in, you tryna hide bitch where my cash at
Abbot on the scene, smokin green right out the hatch back