Gassed Up Ft Flyboy Tarantino Kid Trunks Bass Santana Kinsoul Letras

To Bass be the glory
Ok, am I smoking out? Aye, aye, huh!
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



One take, Timmy (One take)

I hit with no jimmy (I hit with no jimmy)

They don't feel me

Whipped my dick out, she like, "Give me" (She like, "Give me")

Burnt rubber, fat motherfucker

Niggas hating, boy, you lame

Pillow talking, 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 something, came from nothing (Okay)

I'm so gassed up, told my lil' bih call when she comin'



She so gassed up

She give top with mask off

Foam on my dick like bath salt

She at my show, that's your own fault

Six shows at the back of the tour bus

We at the top of the food chain

Kickin' shit you can call me Liu Kang

VVS white on my new chain

Runnin' up to the bed like Usain

She don't wanna know 'bout the group name

All about the bad for the damn fame

You broke, that's a fact; that's a damn shame

I'm so gassed up, I can't do nothin' about it

If you passed up, don't hit my phone or talk about it, okay



I'm so gassed up (Uh), I'm so gassed up (Uh)

I'm so gassed up (Uh), so gassed up (Uh)

I'm so gassed up (Uh), so gassed up

I'm so gassed up (Uh, okay), gassed up



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 a jawbreakers, yeah (Ooh)

Fuck the police, bitch, I'm a lawbreaker, yeah

Always smokin' five like I'm always shootin' nines

Money on my mind, so I can't waste time (What?)

Hit the door, foamin' out my mouth, I ate your soul (Uh), ooh

Wu-Tang ho, fuck it, I'ma blow me down to ohh



I can't hit your shit, ain't no grabber in your paper, uh-uh

I need me a splitfinch, I ain't smokin' no vapor, uh-uh

If it ain't 'bout pads, keep your two sets (Two sets)

Drop top the coupe, make the roof split (Make the roof split)

I'm your noisy neighbor, yuh

My dog got off papers, yuh

I just got 'em faded, yuh

Off different flavors, bitch

Baby mama's blazin' ya

Put your bitch in labor, yuh

KiD TRUNKS, that's my Asian, yuh

Wait, don't fuck around with Chad

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)

Run it up and count it up;

I lose my mind but always seem to win

I'm so fuckin' gassed up

Know the kush will fade away again (Bitch)



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 (Hey), I'm so gassed up (Hey)

Smoking blows onto my face, I'm so damn stuffed (Ayy)

Gassed up (Hey), I'm so gassed up (Hey)

Smoking blows onto my face, I'm so damn stuffed (Ayy)