Gassed Up! (feat. Rarin)
It's been a
Long time but I know I'm boutta take off
In my mind going crazy but I can't stop
No I can't stop
No I can't stop
No I can't stop, winning by a landslide
Gassed up, like I'm boutta do the race
Hadda take my time and I'm sorry for the wait
I got used to being hungry I been trynna find a way
Til I turned it all around getting hunnits to the face oh
Racked up in the back of the benz
Last up, finna double my amends
I'm next up, yelling camme if you can
I been on my time finna grind til the end oh
This life is crazy man I can't believe I'm up now
Sitting on the bench but now I'm running for the touchdown
I been going psycho Michael Myers when I come round
Hope you getting used to me, I'm getting all the love now
I was constantly falling that wasn't part of the plan
But now my chain getting heavier since I got the advance
Need a Bentley or Beamer it's 91 where I land
Finna fly out to Cali and spend a couple at saks
I was down bad with no room to fail and I changed it
I changed it
Got the Louis bags with the Gucci belt like I'm famous
Like I'm famous yeah
Gassed up, like I'm boutta do the race
Hadda take my time and I'm sorry for the wait
I got used to being hungry I been trynna find a way
Til I turned it all around getting hunnits to the face oh
Racked up in the back of the benz
Last up, finna double my amends
I'm next up, yelling camme if you can
I been on my time finna grind til the end oh
Passed up, yeah lil shorty for the streets
Cash up, got the hunnits in the safe
Gassed up, I don't ever catch a break uh
Bad luck never stop me in a race
Famous, got the crowd screaming Rarin'
Big bank, imma take her to the islands
Had to run away living how I want to
Grabbed a couple K's now I'm eating good food
Girl you walked away when I needed love
Imma drive away with all my funds
Too late no you not the one
Two faced girl you better run
Gassed up, like I'm boutta do the race
Hadda take my time and I'm sorry for the wait
I got used to being hungry I been trynna find a way
Til I turned it all around getting hunnits to the face oh
Racked up in the back of the benz
Last up, finna double my amends
I'm next up, yelling camme if you can
I been on my time finna grind til the end o
Long time but I know I'm boutta take off
In my mind going crazy but I can't stop
No I can't stop
No I can't stop
No I can't stop, winning by a landslide
Gassed up, like I'm boutta do the race
Hadda take my time and I'm sorry for the wait
I got used to being hungry I been trynna find a way
Til I turned it all around getting hunnits to the face oh
Racked up in the back of the benz
Last up, finna double my amends
I'm next up, yelling camme if you can
I been on my time finna grind til the end oh
This life is crazy man I can't believe I'm up now
Sitting on the bench but now I'm running for the touchdown
I been going psycho Michael Myers when I come round
Hope you getting used to me, I'm getting all the love now
I was constantly falling that wasn't part of the plan
But now my chain getting heavier since I got the advance
Need a Bentley or Beamer it's 91 where I land
Finna fly out to Cali and spend a couple at saks
I was down bad with no room to fail and I changed it
I changed it
Got the Louis bags with the Gucci belt like I'm famous
Like I'm famous yeah
Gassed up, like I'm boutta do the race
Hadda take my time and I'm sorry for the wait
I got used to being hungry I been trynna find a way
Til I turned it all around getting hunnits to the face oh
Racked up in the back of the benz
Last up, finna double my amends
I'm next up, yelling camme if you can
I been on my time finna grind til the end oh
Passed up, yeah lil shorty for the streets
Cash up, got the hunnits in the safe
Gassed up, I don't ever catch a break uh
Bad luck never stop me in a race
Famous, got the crowd screaming Rarin'
Big bank, imma take her to the islands
Had to run away living how I want to
Grabbed a couple K's now I'm eating good food
Girl you walked away when I needed love
Imma drive away with all my funds
Too late no you not the one
Two faced girl you better run
Gassed up, like I'm boutta do the race
Hadda take my time and I'm sorry for the wait
I got used to being hungry I been trynna find a way
Til I turned it all around getting hunnits to the face oh
Racked up in the back of the benz
Last up, finna double my amends
I'm next up, yelling camme if you can
I been on my time finna grind til the end o
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Cherenfant
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