Gassed Up
Let It Bang
Yea
I'm gassed up
Every body bout to get passed up
Bout to move a little bit faster
On my grind gotta get my cash up
Yea
I'm gassed up
Every body bout to get passed up
Bout to move a little bit faster
On my grind gotta get my cash up
Ain't no secret bitch I'm reeking
Of that loud pack what we call that
Up in the studio whipping all that
Package that up and I'm pushing all that
Ain't no time to slack I'm bout to give all my time to rap
They gone put me where the hardest at
In the middle of the map where you find me at
Laid back growing all the gas
Smoked out killing all the tracks
Staying on the grind trying to get that
House on the hill and a big batch
Of grade A tree where I live at
Ferrari horses and Maybachs family trips we gone take that
Got the vision clear would of had it sooner a nigga just had a couple set backs
But just like a ball I'm a bounce back baby girl bad watch her bounce that
Being round here catch a contact you'll be chilling where the stars at
The shit that I speak not far fetch motivation plus grind equals progress
And the more that you do equals success so what you gonna do win or lose you choose but
I'm gassed up
Every body bout to get passed up
Bout to move a little bit faster
On my grind gotta get my cash up
Yea
I'm gassed up
Every body bout to get passed up
Bout to move a little bit faster
On my grind gotta get my cash up
The money's the mission I get it I'm gone
High than a bitch I'm litty I'm stoned
I don't want you lames calling my phone
If you can't get it we ain't getting along
Making moves is my only option
It ain't no stopping I'm a get it poppin
Make it happen that's the only way
I gotta get rich build my legacy
Watch me do me capture my life like a movie
Just know that I keep a doobie
Money bitches weed they soothe me
Every day I gotta make a play
Every day I gotta make a way
I'm smoked out puffing mary jane
Me and Huddy gone Let It Bang
Ain't no way they gone stop it mane
I'm gassed up
Every body bout to get passed up
Bout to move a little bit faster
On my grind gotta get my cash up
Yea
I'm gassed up
Every body bout to get passed up
Bout to move a little bit faster
On my grind gotta get my cash up
Yea
I'm gassed up
Every body bout to get passed up
Bout to move a little bit faster
On my grind gotta get my cash up
Yea
I'm gassed up
Every body bout to get passed up
Bout to move a little bit faster
On my grind gotta get my cash up
Ain't no secret bitch I'm reeking
Of that loud pack what we call that
Up in the studio whipping all that
Package that up and I'm pushing all that
Ain't no time to slack I'm bout to give all my time to rap
They gone put me where the hardest at
In the middle of the map where you find me at
Laid back growing all the gas
Smoked out killing all the tracks
Staying on the grind trying to get that
House on the hill and a big batch
Of grade A tree where I live at
Ferrari horses and Maybachs family trips we gone take that
Got the vision clear would of had it sooner a nigga just had a couple set backs
But just like a ball I'm a bounce back baby girl bad watch her bounce that
Being round here catch a contact you'll be chilling where the stars at
The shit that I speak not far fetch motivation plus grind equals progress
And the more that you do equals success so what you gonna do win or lose you choose but
I'm gassed up
Every body bout to get passed up
Bout to move a little bit faster
On my grind gotta get my cash up
Yea
I'm gassed up
Every body bout to get passed up
Bout to move a little bit faster
On my grind gotta get my cash up
The money's the mission I get it I'm gone
High than a bitch I'm litty I'm stoned
I don't want you lames calling my phone
If you can't get it we ain't getting along
Making moves is my only option
It ain't no stopping I'm a get it poppin
Make it happen that's the only way
I gotta get rich build my legacy
Watch me do me capture my life like a movie
Just know that I keep a doobie
Money bitches weed they soothe me
Every day I gotta make a play
Every day I gotta make a way
I'm smoked out puffing mary jane
Me and Huddy gone Let It Bang
Ain't no way they gone stop it mane
I'm gassed up
Every body bout to get passed up
Bout to move a little bit faster
On my grind gotta get my cash up
Yea
I'm gassed up
Every body bout to get passed up
Bout to move a little bit faster
On my grind gotta get my cash up
Credits
Writer(s): Montrell Deondre Anderson, Cody Taylor Hudson
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