Hit the Gas
I'm tryna hit the gas and go
Chase the bag sell out shows
And look out for my bros
Make sure they wrist and neck is froze
I'm tryna hit the gas and go
I'm talking head right to the pros
Hit the stage in BeastMode
That's how u Rep the EastCoast
Now If you can't hold down ya spot
I'm sure another can
I'm that other man
Smooth and always got the upper hand
Ruthless aggression made me a Stone Cold Stunner fam
I ain't Ebro but I know that this gon be ya summer jam
I was in Claremont with a psychic
Getting all excited
Browsing thru this life
Just like a right-click
I've been
So SB got instincts of a Viking
Raps a piece of cake
And I'm on top just like some icing
I was told that
I know that
I'm going up so don't hold back
Got lines for days no road map
I don't need drugs to have dope tracks
The thrown is my stage
I'm on a rampage
To get it not wait
I'm a boss everyday
I'm killing the game
With
A Cross and fillèt
This is what you call a track
Soon they'll want my autograph
Bars stop hearts like Cardiac
Got no twin I'm hard to match
"You A Star" yea my psychic told me that I'll be a GOAT one day it's in my Zodiac
And Rap won't change till I'm part of that
So I put in that work til they call me that
I'm tryna hit the gas and go
Chase the bag sell out shows
And look out for my bros
Make sure they wrist and neck is froze
I'm tryna hit the gas and go
I'm talking head right to the pros
Hit the stage in BeastMode
That's how u Rep the EastCoast
Don't classify me in no groups
I gotta prove myself
Like Eminem I lose myself
In music I refuse the help
In order to be the best bruh
Mess up
Bounce back
Had a different style I was the outcast
Left em outclassed
Love to rap a line
And hear the crowds shout back
Rappers be about the cheese
Until they caught on mousetraps
They fuck around they fuck around
They fuck around & get lazy
Careers up and down
Cuz mad drugs around
And be wondering bout where the fame be
This is what you call a track
Soon they'll want my autograph
Bars stop hearts like Cardiac
Got no twin I'm hard to match
"You A Star" yea my psychic told me that
I'll be a GOAT 1 day It's in my Zodiac
And Rap won't change till I'm part of that
So I put in that work til they call me that
I'm tryna hit the gas and go
Chase the bag sell out shows
And look out for my bros
Make sure they wrist and neck is froze
I'm tryna hit the gas and go
I'm talking head right to the pros
Hit the stage in BeastMode
That's how u Rep the EastCoast
Chase the bag sell out shows
And look out for my bros
Make sure they wrist and neck is froze
I'm tryna hit the gas and go
I'm talking head right to the pros
Hit the stage in BeastMode
That's how u Rep the EastCoast
Now If you can't hold down ya spot
I'm sure another can
I'm that other man
Smooth and always got the upper hand
Ruthless aggression made me a Stone Cold Stunner fam
I ain't Ebro but I know that this gon be ya summer jam
I was in Claremont with a psychic
Getting all excited
Browsing thru this life
Just like a right-click
I've been
So SB got instincts of a Viking
Raps a piece of cake
And I'm on top just like some icing
I was told that
I know that
I'm going up so don't hold back
Got lines for days no road map
I don't need drugs to have dope tracks
The thrown is my stage
I'm on a rampage
To get it not wait
I'm a boss everyday
I'm killing the game
With
A Cross and fillèt
This is what you call a track
Soon they'll want my autograph
Bars stop hearts like Cardiac
Got no twin I'm hard to match
"You A Star" yea my psychic told me that I'll be a GOAT one day it's in my Zodiac
And Rap won't change till I'm part of that
So I put in that work til they call me that
I'm tryna hit the gas and go
Chase the bag sell out shows
And look out for my bros
Make sure they wrist and neck is froze
I'm tryna hit the gas and go
I'm talking head right to the pros
Hit the stage in BeastMode
That's how u Rep the EastCoast
Don't classify me in no groups
I gotta prove myself
Like Eminem I lose myself
In music I refuse the help
In order to be the best bruh
Mess up
Bounce back
Had a different style I was the outcast
Left em outclassed
Love to rap a line
And hear the crowds shout back
Rappers be about the cheese
Until they caught on mousetraps
They fuck around they fuck around
They fuck around & get lazy
Careers up and down
Cuz mad drugs around
And be wondering bout where the fame be
This is what you call a track
Soon they'll want my autograph
Bars stop hearts like Cardiac
Got no twin I'm hard to match
"You A Star" yea my psychic told me that
I'll be a GOAT 1 day It's in my Zodiac
And Rap won't change till I'm part of that
So I put in that work til they call me that
I'm tryna hit the gas and go
Chase the bag sell out shows
And look out for my bros
Make sure they wrist and neck is froze
I'm tryna hit the gas and go
I'm talking head right to the pros
Hit the stage in BeastMode
That's how u Rep the EastCoast
Credits
Writer(s): Nahjae Wilson
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