Lyrics

Gassed up shorty It's the look in her eye That tells me she wanna slide And yea yea yea Gassed up shorty It's the look in her eye That tells me she wanna slide And yea yea yea Don't gas me on what used to be Baby my tank on e Shawty think I'm naive Tell her kick rocks I'm geeked I see my phantoms in my sleep Tumbling out my sheets Finding no ground beneath Putting my mind at peace Walking in the valley of a king Asking what the father wanna bring back hoe What if god hit me with a link? Tell me why a nigga wanna click that for? I ain't done working out the kinks Message from god is big facts bro Merging my yang with yin Money all good my bitch bad bro Memories I delete Enemies sliding through the backdoor Niggas play frog I leap Niggas be fishy like some tad poles When you see me it's peace That don't mean we can sit and chat though Mountain I climb so steep What am I falling in ya trap for? Wasted my time with Asshole No 2-ply I'm cleaned up Just went comatose cause shawty ask me for a meet up Hermès know ya busy can we kick it when ya freed up? Bitch I'm way too busy playing FIFA with my feet up! Don't gas me on what used to be Baby my tank on e Shawty think I'm naive Tell her kick rocks I'm geeked I see my phantoms in my sleep Tumbling out my sheets Finding no ground beneath Putting my mind at peace Gassed up shorty It's the look in her eye That tells me she wanna slide And yea yea yea Gassed up shorty It's the look in her eye That tells me she wanna slide And yea yea yea Talking spicy and offensive Gold teeth fuck a dentist I know lil shawty mixy like a chemist She threw the pussy on me with a vengeance I had to really to be inventive I had to treat the ego like a debit Keep it 100 give her no percentage Lead her to something let her play detective Now that these nosy bitches Wanna watch my business Like it's season 2 of The Apprentice I gotta get the money no relenting Before ya hear me funny should I mention Only thing presidential is a dollar Someone go to Ulysses come and holla I got a baddie at home like Kamala I had to hit up Homer for the saga I had to run from sirens Hold on, hold on, hold on! Hermès back up on the topic I had to tell the lil shawty stop it I got a baddie at home and she popping Why would I fuck ya when I know you rotten? She say you never gave another option Why would I miss ya when I know you rotten? She say I never gave another option Gassed up shorty It's the look in her eye That tells me she wanna slide And yea yea yea Gassed up shorty It's the look in her eye That tells me she wanna slide And yea yea yea Don't gas me on what used to be Baby my tank on e Shawty think I'm naive Tell her kick rocks I'm geeked I see my phantoms in my sleep Tumbling out my sheets Finding no ground beneath Putting my mind at peace Putting my mind at peace Putting my mind at peace Putting my mind at peace Giving me peace
Writer(s): Brandon Valentin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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