Foot on the gas

Lyrics

[Hook] Yeah yeah I got my foot on the gas I just be doing the dash I get to it fast Yeah we coming in first You guys be coming in last, ooh Oh shit, yeah, ayye I got my foot on the gas I just be doing the dash I get to it fast Yeah we coming in first You guys be coming in last, ooh Skirting off with a smirk Y′all suckers be making me laugh Flipping work out the dirt Y'all certain y′all gutter but trash [Verse 1] We still making moves Wait patiently I hear these fools they playing me From one to three, to a to z Came in smooth with cadency Y'all hear the heat its made my be Most rappers using Madeline Juicing up to make the steam Loosen up for major screen Cool with us, they hate to see We piling up a paper spree The gift of god no papecy They risking ours to take the seat Can't wish upon a star I'm working hard, ain't no one making me Rolling up a cigar straight out the hat i got the latest weed Concerned bout living better I'm your favorite whatever People change like the weather That′s why I keep me a sweater Got keep it together Moving on to what′s better I break the rules and the lever Provolone or the cheddar Pocket full of that gouda Press a button hit the ruler Transparent right through ya Late night with the shooter Disrespect check medulla (Off with they head) I got people that rely on me See them scheming see them creeping They got he eyes on me Tell the truth, just tell the truth, don't you lie to me I got it [Hook] I got my foot on the gas I just be doing the dash I get to it fast Yeah we coming in first You guys be coming in last, ooh Skirting off with a smirk Y′all suckers be making me laugh Flipping work out the dirt Y'all claiming y′all gutter but trash [Verse 2] I do what ever I want Who you to come press me, little punk Follow me up with funk I'm smoking and smelling like skunk Fronto and paper no blunts Look how we wasting these crumbs They ain't no saving these lungs I do what ever i want Who you to come press me, little punk Follow me up with funk I'm smoking and smelling like skunk Fronto and paper no blunts Look how we wasting these crumbs They ain't no saving these lungs [Hook] I got my foot on the gas I just be doing the dash I get to it fast Yeah we coming in first You guys be coming in last, ooh