gassed up Lyrics

One two actin' like you don't know who the fuck I am

Actin' like there ain't a hundred thousand in this duffle bag

Actin' like you didn't run and you ain't never shuffled bags

If I'm with the guys and we see them then we gon' stomp his ass

Hold on let me get this shit straight

Saw your playlist last night all those rappers they ain't fake

On God there's not a thing that they can do that I can't

You can shoot for the hoop I'ma shoot for the stars

Straight facts I be feelin' this shit

And these rappers is capped they ain't drillin' no shit

Low life 22 and they raisin' a kid

Put a cap in they ass they'll cry like I'm bitch

On breezy why you callin' me right now? I'm in the studio

And I don't wanna barbie bitch I'm rockin' with the moody ho'

As I walk through the valley screamin' RIP to Coolio

You said your bitch doesn't like me but I bet you that she do me though

Crazy the net talk you addicted

Fake friends fake hoes all of that shit I prohibit

Bills green like a frog that shit steady sayin' ribbet

You say you wanna be a rapper brody I already did you

Unoriginal like all your ideas they gettin' passed up

Say my music trash that'll only get me gassed up

Like a joker you look just like a clown you gettin' laughed up

Before you talk to me how about you go and get your cash up

Like honestly you talkin' this shit but then go and follow me

Apologies for givin' no shits Yeah buddy stop clockin' me

I'm rockin' bitch well I'm in withdrawals I'm up at the top of shit

Crazy how they hate from my view but never come stop the shit

I'm patient zero if this flow is a sickness I'm with it

I ain't never like a can best believe I'm not gon' kick it

And I'm doin' what I can you just talkin' bitch I live it

I'm goin' strong with missin' lI'mbs when you get cut your mom's gon' kiss it

This is pathetic shit I can walk into Hot Topic and get some better shit

Blew your rent on some clothes and you're spendin' all the wedding ring

Watch the game closely low-key movin' like Sam Fetterman

I'm at the top deserve my spot feels like I just clI'mbed Mount Everest

Hold on let me get this shit straight

Saw your playlist last night all those rappers they ain't fake

On God there's not a thing that they can do that I can't

You can shoot for the hoop I'ma shoot for the stars

Straight facts I be feelin' this shit

And these rappers is capped they ain't drillin' no shit

Low life 22 and they raisin' a kid

Put a cap in they ass they'll cry like I'm bitch