Hype!

WooooooWeeee
(It's another one, It's another one
Storm!
(Shit is crazy
Just smoked a whole O to the face and shit
Fuck it y'all Nigg*s know my f*cking body son
It's young Storm in this shit
Storm
Smoking Gasss Boyyy Heee Highhh
Tell your gang to came and slideeeee
Yeah!
Run up the racks gotta em
I'm not gonna stop till I get me a million
Stop all the chatting and handle your children
Yeezys my feet they under defeat
She making her way to passenger seat...
They see my V's and they tell me I'm shitting
I'm going hard on this bitch
VVS Diamonds my neck and my wrist
Got your girl here and she sucking my

(Ahhhh)
Smoking Gasss Boyyy Heee Highhh
Tell your gang to came and slideeeee
You say you a gangster
You moving too kindly
Lyrics I'm cooking they ended up rhyming...
Drive on the Utica strip
I hit your girlfriend she come to my crib and she thinks about you while she hitting my spliff
Why would I worry bout niggas that rely on me, like they the one making the hits
They wanted a piece of em
Now they just acting all ignorant...
Gun in his mouth like a dentist
Come to your block and we spinning
Didn't write very good hits for a minute
Need to get over I'm Clapping witness
(Aye Aye)
Don't carry a tec, this a glock what I'm holding
Move like a savage You cowards is roaches
Got me a Jawny
She wetter than ocean
Use to be banging
She jacking she loccen
Just got a OSHA, for her security
Tired of talking they really not hearing me
(Uh)
She say I got all badies somehow they are really not into me cuz
Every girl I ever touched they told me like Stormy I really just Wanted a son
Aye
Smoking Gas Bot He Highhhh
Tell you gang come and slide
On arrival we clapping your moms
We pull up In your hood and you was just gone
When I die man I'm still going far
Got a couple of bands in the car
So my children don't gotta work hard
All you niggas you frail and you soft
Aye
Mixing the lobster with fettuccine
Never cared about you don't Get mad at me
There's a difference from friends and the family...
Pull up with gang nigga what is you claiming
Don't fuck with me cause Shit can get dangerous
I'm born a beast so you can not contain it
Don't fuck with shorties that be on the strange shit
Rappers be hating they watching my moves
Bitches they asking that's God in the Stu?
Bitches they asking that's God in the Stu?
Smoking Gas Bot He Highhhh
Tell you gang come and slide