To Bass be the O.K., am I out? Aye, aye, huh!
I'm so gassed up (Uh), I'm so up (Uh) I'm so up (Uh), so gassed up I'm so up (Uh), so gassed up I'm so gassed up (Uh, okay), up
One take, (One take) I hit with no (I hit with no jimmy) don't feel me whipped my dick out, she like, "Give me" (She like, "Give me") Burnt rubber, fat hating, boy, you lame Pillow talking, (Undercover) If you take my bitch, then I can't love her (Oh, no) Peanut butter, chocolate cover, I can't her (I can't trust her) me, I'm something, came from nothing (Okay)(Ayy, gling gling gling) I'm so gassed up (Gling gling), told my bih call when she comin' (Gling gling)
She so up She give top mask off (Gling, gling) Foam on my dick bath salt She at my show, your own fault (Gling, gling, gling, gling) Six shows at the of the tour bus (Gling) We at the top of the food (Gling) shit you can call me Liu Kang VVS white on my new (Gling, gling, gling, gling, gling, gling) Runnin' up to the bed like She don't wanna 'bout the group name All about the bad for the fame You broke, that's a that's a damn shame (Gling, gling, gling) I'm so gassed up, I can't do nothin' it (Gling, gling) If you up, don't hit my phone or talk about it, okay (Gling, gling, gling)
I'm so gassed up (Uh), I'm so up (Uh) I'm so gassed up (Uh), so up I'm so up (Uh), so gassed up I'm so gassed up (Uh, okay), up
Yeah, I'm so gassed up, up, gassed up (Gassed up) Please don't hit me up if you ain't match, bruh (What?) Ed Edd Eddy kush, smokin' on a jawbreakers, (Ooh) the police, bitch, I'm a lawbreaker, yeah Always smokin' five like I'm always shootin' (Ooh) Money on my mind, so I can't waste (What?) Hit the door, out my mouth, I ate your soul (Uh), ooh Wu-Tang ho, fuck it, I'ma me down to... Ohh
I can't hit your shit, ain't no in your paper, uh-uh I need me a splitfinch, I smokin' no vapor, uh-uh If it ain't 'bout pads, keep your two (Keep your two sets) top the coupe, make the roof split (Make the roof split) Ay, I'm your neighbor, yuh My dog got off papers, yuh I got 'em faded, yuh Off flavors, bitch Baby mama's ya (Huh) Put your in labor, yuh KiD TRUNKS, my Asian, yuh Wait, don't fuck with Chad I just a pack and hit the Backwood I might on a bitch (Woah) Jealousy eat you up alive Just on the lane you in (Woah) Run it up and it up; I lose my but always seem to win (Woah) I'm so gassed up Know the kush will fade again (Bitch)
I'm so up (Uh), I'm so gassed up (Uh) I'm so up (Uh), so gassed up I'm so up (Uh), so gassed up I'm so up (Uh, okay), gassed up (Gassed up)
up (Hey), I'm so gassed up (Hey) Smoking onto my face, I'm so damn stuffed (Ayy) up (Hey), I'm so gassed up (Hey) Smoking onto my face, I'm so damn stuffed (Ayy...) Damn stuffed (Ayy...), damn (Ayy...), damn stuffed (Ayy...), damn stuffed (Ayy...)