Gassed Up

Slump run this shit up

Me and my n***as gassed up
Put that lil N***a in my truck
Inspect your bitch like a book
N***a im rich I'm not no crook
And lil momma bitch I can cook
And I'm done with this song fuck Brooke
And your bitch want me she got took
Shot him in the heart
That n***a was shook
Told that lil n***a don't play
Leave that n***a in his grave
And these lil n***as talking they gay
Pulled up on dat bitch she done prayed
Yea dat lil bitches name is tay
Fucked on her friend she want me to stay
Some n***as was talking I took his bae
Looks like that n***a won't see a other day
His mom was crying her son on the ground
Yea finally that n***as body was found
These type of bullets made him drown
These lil ass n***as can't takе my crown
Ion play no games for renown
Shoutout 3 no curry no 30
Yea I'm playing with 30s now
Now n***a I'm thе best in my town
If that n***a wanna fight
Nah I ain't pull up in the night
A n***a pulled up broad daylight
Yea and I'm sipping on dirty sprite
And you know these hoes be trife
I brought a knife to a gun fight
Yea I'm to high n***a no flight
That n***a dead told his mom it's Ight
Slump run this shit up
I'm running my bands
Up pull your pants
Lil n***a get your grand up
Lil n***a get your brand up
These lil n***as pussy
These N***as don't wanna man up
Lil n***a this is slant up
My bitch so short no baby Santana ahaha
These n***as so little
They still believe In Santa
Red gang you know that's a red bandana
N***a 300 no Montana
Fucking these hoes fuck that bitch Hannah
My n***a so brave no Atlanta
Lil n***a put your hands up
Lil n***a get then grams up
Lil n***a get them fans up

Your bitch on me she want me
Your bitch on me she want me
Ahh
Whoaaa