Gas Station Sushi Lyrics – Freddie Gibbs, The Alchemist

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[Intro: Freddie Gibbs]
One Take Jake
Dusty, dusty
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse: Freddie Gibbs]
Uh, fell back but never fell down (Uh)
Condo, sunny isles, drop the scale, but never scaled down (Scaled down)
Put the rabbit on the cross, they had me nailed down (Nailed down)
But since they did my ultrasound, b!tch, I've been Hell-bound (Uh)
Hellraiser, sat at the table with some elite gangsters (Uh)
Deep favors, gave the best dope I got, b!tch, Anita Baker, yeah
Insane it, double-boost with the 12, hundred years old, I'ma be gang banging
Stuck in my ways, the more I exist, ain't s*it but my age changing
S*it hit different when you realize life a solo mission
N!gga like me ain't losing under no conditions
No permission needed for me to tee up and throw the V up
Put your fu*king mob in the mausoleum, I'll call the cleaners (Uh)
Every time I fu*k, guess I leave a fetus, these hoes egregious
Got your baby sis on the blade, finna break that ho to pieces (B!tch)
Hundred-dollar holler, stay hot and ready like Little Caesars, yeah
Smoker, get your loc for a piece of cheese and some Reggie reefer, uh
Hungry like I never rapped before, yeah (Rap before)
But after this, I might not rap no more (Rap no more)
Eggo just went to the feds, I can't touch a pack no more (Uh)
Still crying tears over Trell, I can't see Mack no more, yeah
I did your b!tch before she get me ten, like Tory
None of these $luts and none of these hoes could tell my story (Nah)
I keep it pushing, leave a b!tch in the dust
Mistaking love for lust
We ain't got s*it if we ain't got trust
It ain't no love in us, uh (It ain't no love in us)
We hit the prison with the drügs in us
We gets it in, you s*its it out, is you thug or what?
Kris snitched on my dog, I feel like a b!tch if I don't go slug 'em up
White supremacy been killing n!ggas, but the truth is we ain't got no love for us
Really, we ain't got no love for us (Yes)
Fell back but never fell down
Porsche building, sunny isles, I can't put the yayo down
Ever since they showed my ultrasound, b!tch, I've been Hell-bound (Uh)
Once I put that fent on the scale, I never scaled down, yeah (Scaled down)
But this life ain't s*it but drama for me
I'm just doing this s*it to keep my heat, lights and water running, yeah
Don't know if Donald or Kamala for me
But I really don't give no fu*k, it's 'bout a dollar for me
Pop 'em for me
You say you game, then b!tch, go drop 'em for me (Uh)
Really don't need no help with no opps
That ain't no problem for me (B!tch)
I'ma just see these n!ggas and bump into 'em
Put gun to 'em
Run through 'em, make 'em dookie (Ugh)
Gas station sushi, yeah
Fell back but never fell down
Porsche building, sunny isles, I can't put the yayo down
Ever since they showed my ultrasound, my momma blessed the child
Could've ran that fetti by myself, b!tch, I'm the best with Al, yeah
B!tch, keep it G, we like on part three, n!gga, uh
Go start a Chevy up, don't start me, n!gga
Stand myself apart from all these n!ggas
It's Gangster Kane, b!tch, uh

[Outro: Freddie Gibbs]
Back in action
Oh s*it, the fu*k?
What's up, my n!gga?
God damn, how are you guys?
You alright
I haven't seen you since the last rumble
Well this ain't enough, man
Motherfu*ker, you know how many years you owe me, n!gga?
I need some more yens, b!tch