Metro boomhauer
Sellin’ propane by the tank
Lean by the gallon
Bobby, boy, you feel like dj khaled
Eat some salad, and i’m countin’ up these bands
So my pockets lookin’ crowded
b#tch, i’m big chillin’ in my propane palace
It’s the propane palace, propane palace
b#tch, i’m big chillin’ in the propane palace
Propane palace, it’s the propane palace
Propane made me rich
I don’t play games like a nintendo switch
If you runnin’ up then you gon’ end up in a ditch
Now i’m smokin’ crack rocks by the whole brick (hey, hey)
Propane from stricklande, codeine, i’m sippin’
b#tch, i stay pimpin’, cookin’ crack in my kitchen
Boy, if you b#tchin’ then get out my vision
You know i stay winnin’
I stay flippin’ them chickens
Shoot a mo’f#cka if he askin’ questions
b#tch, i’m in the trap, but you know that i am still christian
If you runnin’ up then you can talk to smith & wesson
I was down in texas, now it’s detroit that i’m reppin’
Sellin’ propane by the tank
Lean by the gallon
Bobby, boy, you feel like dj khaled
Eat some salad, and i’m countin’ up these bands
So my pockets lookin’ crowded
b#tch, i’m big chillin’ in my propane palace
It’s the propane palace, propane palace
b#tch, i’m big chillin’ in the propane palace
Propane palace, it’s the propane palace
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