It's Pricey!

Smokin' on the gas it's pricey
Yea ye uh what
I'm just smokin' on the gas
Ay I'm just smokin' on the gas
I'm just smokin' on the gas
Yea, what, whoa!

Smokin' on the gas
Boi, it's pricey!
Ay I jus' dropped anotha' bean
In my iced tea!
Askin' for a favor now
Say it's nicely!
Can you get off my ass
Boi, you better tread lightly!
Uhh ayy all you do is hate
Can you please get out my way?
Can you please get out my face?
Really tired o' dis shit
Boi, get the fuck out!
I be rollin' wit my team
Ye ain't know what we bout'!

Swear you don't know me
You don't know me
Gotta homie on my left
So I pass it to my broski
We be making moves
But we keep it on the lowski
I'm jus' makin' all dis cash
Yeah I gotta keep it flowin'!
Yeah, yea

See dat's what happens when you smoke on the gas baby
Ay I'm just smokin' on the gas
I'm just smokin' on the gas
Yea, what, huh
Oh yay!

Uh, smokin' on the gas
Boi, it's pricey!
Ay I jus' dropped anotha' bean
In my iced tea!
Askin' for a favor now
Say it's nicely!
Can you get off my ass
Boi, you better tread lightly!
Uhh ayy all you do is hate
Can you please get out my way?
Can you please get out my face?
Really tired o' dis shit
Boi, get the fuck out!
I be rollin' wit my team
Ye ain't know what we bout'!

Ya I heard whatchu said
I ain't tryna be like them
I go my own way
Oh you tryna jack my cash?
Boi, not today!
Funny how you grown up
And not a damn thing's changed
Actin' like you got the bands
And still drive Daddy's Range!
Ay, lemme show you how
To get your money on your own!
I been gone for 10 years
Boi, why you still home?
Yea, had to level up
Boi, we gone evolve!
Damn, ain't it funny how it
Turned around for us?
And now we seein' top down
Really cleared this shit up
Had the vision in my eyes
I just had to look up!
Damn it's 2021?
This shit is going my way
Even though this ain't a dead end
There ain't no other way

Uh, smokin' on the gas
Boi, it's pricey!
Ay I jus' dropped anotha' bean
In my iced tea!
Askin' for a favor now
Say it's nicely!
Can you get off my ass
Boi, you better tread lightly!

Uh, uh-huh!
Yea, can you get off my ass bish?
I mean, come on!
Man, what, what!
1, 2, 3, personal!
Personal space!
Uh-huh, huh
Haha, oh, it's pricey!
Pfft, bro that's gas!



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Writer(s): Clay Sauter
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