​nauseated lyrics

[Intro]
You know he missed the drop zone by like... (Oh yeah)
Eight miles?
Huh, huh, what?
Yuh, yuh, yuh

[Chorus]
Gas got me feelin' nauseated
But you know I can't stop the cravin'
Someone please come f*ckin' save me (Wow)
High as f*ck, let God take me
Try play me, I'm bx baby (Oh yeah)
You gon' slime me out, n*gga, are you f*ckin' crazy?
All the drugs in my body feel me
12 steady tryna f*ckin' trail me, I don't give a f*ck, n*gga ain't gon' jail me
Bro pull up wit' a hunnid guns, 'cause them n*ggas be sticked up on the daily (Wow)
Yuh
I don't pray to God, I just sinned again (Oh yeah)
f*ck n*gga smokin' just for the trend
Smoke diffеrent strains, know I'ma blend
You is my opp, ain't sh*t we commеnd

[Verse 1]
Hellbound n*gga not heaven-sent
Trap finesse cult, you know I come in
I got some young n*ggas scammin' for rent (Wow)
Bust out the chop, I aim it at them
*cough* we cough up the phlegm (Oh yeah)
Smokin' on appies, I'm in my zen
f*ck dime piece, I only f*ck 10's
f*ck a 30, but I took me a 10
Bih wanna pull up I hit her like, "When?"
f*ck all the other sh*t, bring you a friend, aye
(Wow)
[Verse 2]
I don't need a switch, you know I'ma spam (Oh yeah)
Pull out the Glock, the young n*gga scram
Too much za, young n*gga like, "Damn"
Too much za, big bro tell me chill out
It's some hot sh*t, pull up to a n*gga house
Walk down a n*gga, what you talkin' 'bout?
I've been touchin' bands, I never clocked out
I ain't no sellout, no, I can't get bought out
Any season, lil' yuke gon' ball out (Oh yeah)
I just smoke za, I don't cop bottles
Yuke goin' up, n*ggas gon' follow, yeah

[Chorus]
Gas got me feelin' nauseated
But you know I can't stop the cravin'
Someone please come f*ckin' save me
High as f*ck, let God take me
Try play me, I'm bx baby (Oh yeah)
You gon' slime me out, n*gga, are you f*ckin' crazy?
All the drugs in my body feel me
12 steady tryna f*ckin' trail me, I don't give a f*ck, n*gga ain't gon' jail me
Bro pull up wit' a hunnid guns, 'cause them n*ggas be sticked up on the daily (Wow)
Yuh
I don't pray to God, I just sinned again (Oh yeah)
f*ck n*gga smokin' just for the trend
Smoke different strains, know I'ma blend
You is my opp, ain't sh*t we commend
[Outro]
Wow