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Gainin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Lor Flash
Length: 3:42
Written by: Jamie Hilton-Bey




Lor Flash - Gainin' Lyrics




U already knew that though
Ayy
Righhhht
Ayyy
Damn
Free my nigga lil ty

Smoking on fingers
Baby im so dangerous
Money thats my language
I be on that pavement
Gas ima blaze it
Feel like i done made it
Ice on me banging
Phone keep on ringing
Cuz a nigga slanging
Pistol out hanging
V-6 Singing
I just keep on gaining
I just keep on gaining
I just keep on gaining
I be on that pavement

Diamonds perking round my neck (bling)
Got your bitch possessed (lil bitch)
Leave the wrinkles in my polo tee thats how you know its fresh (Fresh)
Why you smoking on that bull shit i know your lungs stressed
Nigga all i kno finesse
Taxing whities for that check (uh)
Put some love on it (what)
Suck slow on it (bitch)
I cant smoke that weed if it aint got no fuzz on it
I just pulled up in the ac im bout to put the dubs on it (skrrt)
Come from public housing got it out the mudd on it
Getting bread like a bird
Street smart im a nerd (ayy)
40 with the beam knock the wing off a bird (ayy)
Soldiers who gon ride for me all i do say the word (straight up)
Run up on me bitch thats the wrong thing to do you dare (righhht)

Smoking on fingers
Baby im so dangerous
Money thats my language
I be on that pavement
Gas ima blaze it
Feel like i done made it
Ice on me banging
Phone keep on ringing
Cuz a nigga slanging
Pistol out hanging
V-6 Singing
I just keep on gaining
I just keep on gaining
I just keep on gaining
I be on that pavement

Chasing figures (ayy)
Bitch i chase the schrilla (ayy)
Carties on my eyes make me feel like Percy miller (Tank)
Niggas in disguise acting real but we triller (uh)
I feel like that nigga (bitch)
I feel like that nigga (bitch)
Stomping threw your city my shit growling like its simba (uh)
Used to aint have food my stomach growling i remember (i remember that shit)
Knew that head was gon be good the first dat that i met her (uh)
Young handsome fella (yea)
But im still a stepper (bow)
Hell no no no i dont play boy i aint hue hefner (na na)
We got hella choppers and we using them on who ever (uh)
Young ass nigga on my grind bitch tell me who better (nobody)
I dont need no gang im a sns repper (Righht)

Smoking on fingers
Baby im so dangerous
Money thats my language
I be on that pavement
Gas ima blaze it
Feel like i done made it
Ice on me banging
Phone keep on ringing
Cuz a nigga slanging
Pistol out hanging
V-6 Singing
I just keep on gaining
I just keep on gaining
I just keep on gaining
I be on that pavement
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U already knew that though
Ayy
Righhhht
Ayyy
Damn
Free my nigga lil ty

Smoking on fingers
Baby im so dangerous
Money thats my language
I be on that pavement
Gas ima blaze it
Feel like i done made it
Ice on me banging
Phone keep on ringing
Cuz a nigga slanging
Pistol out hanging
V-6 Singing
I just keep on gaining
I just keep on gaining
I just keep on gaining
I be on that pavement

Diamonds perking round my neck (bling)
Got your bitch possessed (lil bitch)
Leave the wrinkles in my polo tee thats how you know its fresh (Fresh)
Why you smoking on that bull shit i know your lungs stressed
Nigga all i kno finesse
Taxing whities for that check (uh)
Put some love on it (what)
Suck slow on it (bitch)
I cant smoke that weed if it aint got no fuzz on it
I just pulled up in the ac im bout to put the dubs on it (skrrt)
Come from public housing got it out the mudd on it
Getting bread like a bird
Street smart im a nerd (ayy)
40 with the beam knock the wing off a bird (ayy)
Soldiers who gon ride for me all i do say the word (straight up)
Run up on me bitch thats the wrong thing to do you dare (righhht)

Smoking on fingers
Baby im so dangerous
Money thats my language
I be on that pavement
Gas ima blaze it
Feel like i done made it
Ice on me banging
Phone keep on ringing
Cuz a nigga slanging
Pistol out hanging
V-6 Singing
I just keep on gaining
I just keep on gaining
I just keep on gaining
I be on that pavement

Chasing figures (ayy)
Bitch i chase the schrilla (ayy)
Carties on my eyes make me feel like Percy miller (Tank)
Niggas in disguise acting real but we triller (uh)
I feel like that nigga (bitch)
I feel like that nigga (bitch)
Stomping threw your city my shit growling like its simba (uh)
Used to aint have food my stomach growling i remember (i remember that shit)
Knew that head was gon be good the first dat that i met her (uh)
Young handsome fella (yea)
But im still a stepper (bow)
Hell no no no i dont play boy i aint hue hefner (na na)
We got hella choppers and we using them on who ever (uh)
Young ass nigga on my grind bitch tell me who better (nobody)
I dont need no gang im a sns repper (Righht)

Smoking on fingers
Baby im so dangerous
Money thats my language
I be on that pavement
Gas ima blaze it
Feel like i done made it
Ice on me banging
Phone keep on ringing
Cuz a nigga slanging
Pistol out hanging
V-6 Singing
I just keep on gaining
I just keep on gaining
I just keep on gaining
I be on that pavement
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Writer: Jamie Hilton-Bey
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