L.O.G by Gilligaan Lyrics
(Beging Words) You deleted what i'd just did?
LOW ON GAS NIGGA, Shh
Verse One (Gilligaan)
Gripping that iron
Niggahs want war?
They got it, Sucka rotten
Just an apple off the tree
Laying there to get sleep
You won't get peace when gorillas
Creep in Hockey Mask
But that's ironic
Blunts rolled up like Fresh Carpet
The Sky is darken. I wounder if the
Lords Eyes closed
Scare A Scare Crow, And his Scared Ho
They Was looking Trout
Phishy Nigga scale a Whole ounce
Word around town city locking down
Red and Blue Sirens; on Red and Blue Flags
THEY x2 Gone stick em (BITCHE)
To the man if they can They'll
Get away Bloody and Cripple
Verse Two (EyDon'tKnoHEM)
It's A lot Commotion on his block
Cops Teri-gating his spot
Taking him, For everything he got
So he React, With 9 piece to his cheeks
Swept the floor clean
Dumped em in the creek
Baked potato on the tip
Let the Barrel preach
I'm the lords halo b
Hanging round you heads
Shove you're badge up you're
Ass you can't criticize these kids
Letting loose with the UZI, Left em
In the bowl soupy, He's not the Fucking one
Salt-ens...
Last Words (Gilligaan)
"Aye
Low on Gas Bra
Low On Gas Cus
Low on Gas Mane
Low on Gas Hoe
With my Niggah LOC, And we blowed"
I'm high, Ion Smoke right now
Aye man, Check This out dawg, IfImNotGrounded coming soon
Thanks for Listening, If you're not Listening
Go jump off a cliff, (For real) this GOOD MUSIC
You just Passing By
Dumbo LOC
THIS NOT GOOD MUSIC
Gilligaan
THIS IS GOOD MUSIC NIGGA
DON'T LISTEN TO THAT BITCH
AND HE ADMITS IT
I SAID ADMIT IT, NOT MIDJITT N I G G A....
LOW ON GAS NIGGA, Shh
Verse One (Gilligaan)
Gripping that iron
Niggahs want war?
They got it, Sucka rotten
Just an apple off the tree
Laying there to get sleep
You won't get peace when gorillas
Creep in Hockey Mask
But that's ironic
Blunts rolled up like Fresh Carpet
The Sky is darken. I wounder if the
Lords Eyes closed
Scare A Scare Crow, And his Scared Ho
They Was looking Trout
Phishy Nigga scale a Whole ounce
Word around town city locking down
Red and Blue Sirens; on Red and Blue Flags
THEY x2 Gone stick em (BITCHE)
To the man if they can They'll
Get away Bloody and Cripple
Verse Two (EyDon'tKnoHEM)
It's A lot Commotion on his block
Cops Teri-gating his spot
Taking him, For everything he got
So he React, With 9 piece to his cheeks
Swept the floor clean
Dumped em in the creek
Baked potato on the tip
Let the Barrel preach
I'm the lords halo b
Hanging round you heads
Shove you're badge up you're
Ass you can't criticize these kids
Letting loose with the UZI, Left em
In the bowl soupy, He's not the Fucking one
Salt-ens...
Last Words (Gilligaan)
"Aye
Low on Gas Bra
Low On Gas Cus
Low on Gas Mane
Low on Gas Hoe
With my Niggah LOC, And we blowed"
I'm high, Ion Smoke right now
Aye man, Check This out dawg, IfImNotGrounded coming soon
Thanks for Listening, If you're not Listening
Go jump off a cliff, (For real) this GOOD MUSIC
You just Passing By
Dumbo LOC
THIS NOT GOOD MUSIC
Gilligaan
THIS IS GOOD MUSIC NIGGA
DON'T LISTEN TO THAT BITCH
AND HE ADMITS IT
I SAID ADMIT IT, NOT MIDJITT N I G G A....