Gassed Up!

Lyrics

[Intro: XXXTENTACION] T-t-to Bass be the glory Okay, am I smokin' out? Ayy, ayy, huh [Chorus: XXXTENTACION] I'm so gassed up (Uh), I'm so gassed up (Uh) I'm so gassed up (Uh), so gassed up I'm so gassed up (Uh), so gassed up I'm so gassed up (Uh, okay), gassed up [Verse 1: Flyboy Tarantino & KiD TRUNKS] One take, Timmy (One take) I hit with no jammy (I hit with no jammy) They don't feel me Whipped my dick out, she like, "Give me" (She like, "Give me") Burnt rubber, fat motherfucker Niggas hatin', boy, you lame Pillow talkin', undercover (Undercover) If you could take my bitch, then I can't love her (Oh, no) Peanut butter, chocolate cover, I can't trust her (I can't trust her) Google me, I'm somethin', came from nothin' (Okay, ayy, gling, gling, gling) I'm so gassed up (Gling gling), told my lil' bih call when she comin' (Gling, gling) [Verse 2: KiD TRUNKS] She so gassed up She give top with mask off (Gling, gling) Foam on my dick like bath salt She at my show, that's your fault (Gling, gling, gling, gling) Six charms at the back of the tour bus (Gling) We at the top of the food chain (Gling) Kickin' shit you can call me Liu Kang VVS, white gold my new chain (Gling, gling, gling, gling) 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 (Gling, gling, gling) I'm so gassed up, I can't do nothin' about it (Gling, gling) If you passed up, don't hit my phone or talk about it, okay (Gling, gling, gling) [Chorus: XXXTENTACION] I'm so gassed up (Uh), I'm so gassed up (Uh) I'm so gassed up (Uh), so gassed up I'm so gassed up (Uh), so gassed up I'm so gassed up (Uh, okay), gassed up [Verse 3: Kin$oul] Yeah, I'm so gassed up, gassed up, gassed up (Gas) Please don't hit me up if you ain't tryna match, bruh (What?) Ed Edd Eddy kush, smokin' on the jawbreakers, yeah (Ooh) Fuck the police, bitch, I'm a lawbreaker, yeah Always smokin' fire like I'm always shootin' nines (Ooh) Money on my mind, so I can't waste time (What?) Hit the door, foamin' out my mouth, I ate some soul food Wu-Tang ho, fuck it, I'ma blow me down an O [Verse 4: Bass Santana] I can't hit your shit, ain't no grabba in your paper, uh-uh I need me a spliff bitch, I ain't smokin' no vapor, uh-uh If it ain't 'bout bags, keep your two cents (Keep your two cents) Drop top the coupe, make the roof split (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, bitch Baby mama's blazin' ya (Huh) Put your bitch in labor, yuh KiD TRUNKS, that's my Asian, yuh (Wait) Wait, don't fuck around with jit I just bust a pack and hit the Backwood I might blackout on a bitch (Woah) Jealousy could eat you up alive Just focus on the lane you in (Woah) Blunted up and count it up; I lose my mind but always seem to win (Woah) I'm so fuckin' gassed up Blow the kush and fade away again (Bitch) [Chorus: XXXTENTACION] I'm so gassed up (Uh), I'm so gassed up (Uh) I'm so gassed up (Uh), so gassed up I'm so gassed up (Uh), so gassed up I'm so gassed up (Uh, okay), gassed up (Gassed up) [Outro: XXXTENTACION] Gassed up, hey, I'm so gassed up, hey Smokin' blows onto my face, I'm so damn stuck, ayy Gassed up, hey, I'm so gassed up, hey Smokin' blows onto my face, I'm so damn stuck, ayy