Letras
Gas pump lean where the crew just post
Arizona sip with a bag of boasts
Hot chips red, got the fingers toast
Windows down loud, let the system coast
Neon sign buzz from the 24 glow
SUV hum with the bass too low
White tee crease let the night still show
Every pause hit like a promo flow
Keys on swing from a lanyard chain
Car door open with a mixtape brain
Didn't move quick, just the stance explain
Whole lot crown in the gas pump lane
Plastic bag fold from the snacks inside
Crew just laugh, but the looks can't hide
Didn't buy much, but the aura ride
Parking lot turn to a block worldwide
Gas pump lean where the crew just post
Arizona sip with a bag of boasts
Hot chips red, got the fingers toast
Windows down loud, let the system coast
Clerk look bored through the glass front pane
We don't rush moves, we just stake our claim
Car light flash when a stranger came
But we froze that frame with a casual aim
Hoodie hood low, but the snapback high
Chain tucked tight while the glow still fly
Didn't flex loud, but the vibe say why
Every small step make the night comply
Bag crinkle up from a cheap store snack
Parking lot echo from a tire track
Didn't hit gas, but the pose intact
Station front seat with a throne impact
Gas pump lean where the crew just post
Arizona sip with a bag of boasts
Hot chips red, got the fingers toast
Windows down loud, let the system coast
Red light flick from a pump side glow
Shadows stretch long on a cracked-up road
Didn't need talk, but the looks all know
This gas light frame is a late-night show
Cup half melt, but the grip stay cold
One nod sharp like a story told
Didn't buy much, but the stance look bold
Every still shot turn the tape unfold
End scene quiet when the pump go click
Didn't move once, but the style so thick
Crew line deep in a photo flick
Gas pump lean where the night stay slick
Gas pump lean where the crew just post
Arizona sip with a bag of boasts
Hot chips red, got the fingers toast
Windows down loud, let the system coast