Gassed Up lyrics

Slump run this sh*t up

Me and my n*ggas gassed up
Put that lil n*gga in my truck
Inspect your b*tch like a book
n*gga im rich I'm not no crook
And lil momma b*tch I can cook
And I'm done with this song f*ck Brooke
And your b*tch want me she got took
Shot him in the heart
That n*gga was shook
Told that lil n*gga don't play
Leave that n*gga in his grave
And these lil n*ggas talking they gay
Pulled up on dat b*tch she done prayed
Yea dat lil b*tches name is tay
f*cked on her friend she want me to stay
Some n*ggas was talking I took his bae
Looks like that n*gga won't see a other day
His mom was crying her son on the ground
Yea finally that n*ggas body was found
These type of bullets made him drown
These lil ass n*ggas 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*gga I'm thе best in my town
If that n*gga wanna fight
Nah I ain't pull up in the night
A n*gga 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*gga no flight
That n*gga dead told his mom it's Ight
Slump run this sh*t up
I'm running my bands
Up pull your pants
Lil n*gga get your grand up
Lil n*gga get your brand up
These lil n*ggas pus*y
These n*ggas don't wanna man up
Lil n*gga this is slant up
My b*tch so short no baby Santana ahaha
These n*ggas so little
They still believe In Santa
Red gang you know that's a red bandana
n*gga 300 no Montana
f*cking these hoes f*ck that b*tch Hannah
My n*gga so brave no Atlanta
Lil n*gga put your hands up
Lil n*gga get then grams up
Lil n*gga get them fans up

Your b*tch on me she want me
Your b*tch on me she want me
Ahh
Whoaaa