GASOLINA REMIX

[Verse 1]
She love how my diamonds shining, uh, shit could hydrate
Bitch this shit too lightweight, I do this shit my way
Blowing gasolina on the mothafuckin' highway
Tryna catch up, you is quite late, bank account is quite paid
If I found out that he switched up then he gonna go get tortured
I got Macs, no orchard, shoot him then move forward
Everything you talk 'bout I take seriously word for word
Dissing get disordered, I'm up first, not second or third (Yeah), look, bitch, yuh, ayy

[Chorus]
I’m with downtime, I ain't needing no help (Needing no help)
I know it's a couple bitches that just wanting my wealth, yuh
You is broke, so you're not good for my health (Good for my health)
If you not getting any money get from 'round me, oh well, yuh
B.B. Simon, I got stones on the belt (Stones on the belt)
I'm on fire, you come around me guarantee you gone melt (Look look), yuh (Look look)
Off the gas, the gasolina my smell ('Lina my smell)
I ain't vibing with nobody, rather be by myself

[Verse 2]
Almost went and quit the rapping till they fucked up my mood
I just got a check so big I could go buy my bitch boobs
I done had some go betray me, don’t ask me why I'm rude
If you fuck my money up that means you fuck up my food
Yeah, they copied me so much I should go have they ass sued
I'm from Chattanooga, step into my city, you screwed
Icy Rotten, that my gang, don’t even think to intrude
I am not your fucking bro and I am not your damn dude
I'm smoking gas, yeah, that Gasolina
Walk up in this bitch with a Nina
And my chain it look like Katrina
Watch look like an arena
Bad bitch, yeah, that bitch Latina
From Argentina, or Costa Rica
Her name Tina, or Christina
Fuck that bitch so good she felt that shit up in her 'spina, uh, look look, uh

[Chorus]
I’m with downtime, I ain't needing no help (Needing no help)
I know it's a couple bitches that just wanting my wealth, yuh
You is broke, so you're not good for my health (Good for my health)
If you not getting any money get from 'round me, oh well, damn
B.B. Simon, I got stones on the belt (Stones on the belt)
I'm on fire, you come around me guarantee you gone melt (Look look), yuh (Look look)
Off the gas, the gasolina my smell ('Lina my smell)
I ain't vibing with nobody, rather be by myself, yuh

[Outro]
Ayy, you know I gotta finish this song just like how every reggaeton song finish
Icy Rotten Records, worldwide, mundial
Ya tu t—ya tú sabe [?], haha
Look look, ayy, ayy
Look look, uh, look look, uh
Look look, uh, look look, uh, downtime