Gassed Up! Lyrics

XXXTENTACION, Flyboy Tarantino, Kid Trunks, Bass Santana & Kin$oul Lyrics



T-t-to Ba** be the glory
Okay, am I smokin' out? Ayy, ayy, huh


I'm so ga**ed up , I'm so ga**ed up
I'm so ga**ed up , so ga**ed up
I'm so ga**ed up , so ga**ed up
I'm so ga**ed up , ga**ed up


One take, Timmy
I hit with no jammy
They don't feel me
Whipped my d**k out, she like, "Give me"
Burnt rubber, fat motherf**ker
N***as hatin', boy, you lame
Pillow talkin', undercover
If you could take my b*t*h, then I can't love her
Peanut b***er, chocolate cover, I can't trust her
Google me, I'm somethin', came from nothin'
I'm so ga**ed up , told my lil' bih call when she comin'


She so ga**ed up
She give top with mask off
Foam on my d**k like bath salt
She at my show, that's your fault
Six charms at the back of the tour bus
We at the top of the food chain
Kickin' sh*t you can call me Liu Kang
VVS, white gold my new chain
Runnin' up to the bag like Usain
She don't wanna know 'bout the group name
All about the bag for the damn fame
You broke, that's a fact; that's a damn shame
I'm so ga**ed up, I can't do nothin' about it
If you pa**ed up, don't hit my phone or talk about it, okay



I'm so ga**ed up , I'm so ga**ed up
I'm so ga**ed up , so ga**ed up
I'm so ga**ed up , so ga**ed up
I'm so ga**ed up , ga**ed up


Yeah, I'm so ga**ed up, ga**ed up, ga**ed up
Please don't hit me up if you ain't tryna match, bruh
Ed Edd Eddy kush, smokin' on the jawbreakers, yeah
F**k the police, b*t*h, I'm a lawbreaker, yeah
Always smokin' fire like I'm always shootin' nines
Money on my mind, so I can't waste time
Hit the door, foamin' out my mouth, I ate some soul food
Wu-Tang ho, f**k it, I'ma blow me down an O

I can't hit your sh*t, ain't no grabba in your paper, uh-uh
I need me a spliff b*t*h, I ain't smokin' no vapor, uh-uh
If it ain't 'bout bags, keep your two cents
Drop top the coupe, make the roof split
Ayy, I'm your noisy neighbor, yuh
My dawg got off papers, yuh
I just got 'em faded, yuh
Off different flavors, b*t*h
Baby mama's blazin' ya
Put your b*t*h in labor, yuh
KiD TRUNKS, that's my Asian, yuh
Wait, don't f**k around with jit
I just bust a pack and hit the Backwood
I might blackout on a b*t*h
Jealousy could eat you up alive
Just focus on the lane you in
Blunted up and count it up;
I lose my mind but always seem to win
I'm so f**kin' ga**ed up
Blow the kush and fade away again


I'm so ga**ed up , I'm so ga**ed up
I'm so ga**ed up , so ga**ed up
I'm so ga**ed up , so ga**ed up
I'm so ga**ed up , ga**ed up

Ga**ed up, hey, I'm so ga**ed up, hey
Smokin' blows onto my face, I'm so damn stuck, ayy
Ga**ed up, hey, I'm so ga**ed up, hey
Smokin' blows onto my face, I'm so damn stuck, ayy




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