Gassed Up Songtext
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Gassed Up Songtext
Gassed up
Gassed up
I′m a hustler, I ain't lucky
Rose out of dirty Kentucky
You can judge, but can′t touch me
I'm gassed up like Buc-ees
Gassed up, gassed up, gassed up, gassed up like Buc-ees
You can judge, but can't touch me
I′m gassed up like Buc-ees
Uh, hillbilly dime, pussy tight, real fine
Heating down when I step out, I′m a dime
Heating bitches up, one take, one time
Hit bitch with the juice and the sauce like Heinz (uh-huh)
Even in the dark, I shine
Being dope 'fore the deal, I ain′t need a cosign
I don't drive, no tickets, but I still got fine
They can hate me all day, I′ma still pop mine (uh-huh)
When it come to men, I'm picky, but I ain′t never been no pick-me
Bitches wanna play with Big C, but it's risky
Ran circles 'round these rap bitches, got ′em feeling dizzy
I ain′t got time for no haters, I'm too busy
I′m a hustler, I ain't lucky
Rose out of dirty Kentucky
You can judge, but can′t touch me
I'm gassed up like Buc-ees
Gassed up, gassed up, gassed up, gassed up like Buc-ees
You can judge, but can′t touch me
I'm gassed up like Buc-ees
Uh-huh, looks kill, body right too (gassed up)
I been eatin' up the game like Hi-Chew (gassed up)
I′m allergic to the fake like, "Achoo!" (gassed up)
I′m too up, I can't even wave hi to you (uh-huh)
I ain′t dumbin' shit down to be digestible
Lil′ C sendin' shots in his gastrointestinal
Shittin′ on these hos, good fiber, eat my vegetables
Ain't seein' no shots, Big C don′t do injectables (uh-huh)
When it come to men, I′m picky, but I ain't never been no pick-me
Bitches wanna play with Big C, but it′s risky
Ran circles 'round these rap bitches, got ′em feeling dizzy
I ain't got time for no haters, I′m too busy
I'm a hustler, I ain't lucky
Rose out of dirty Kentucky
You can judge, but can′t touch me
I′m gassed up like Buc-ees
Gassed up, gassed up, gassed up, gassed up like Buc-ees
You can judge, but can't touch me
I′m gassed up like Buc-ees
I'm a hustler, I ain′t lucky
Rose out of dirty Kentucky
You can judge, but can't touch me
I′m gassed up like Buc-ee's
Gassed up, gassed up, gassed up, gassed up like Buc-ees
You can judge, but can't touch me
I′m gassed up like Buc-ees
Uh, gassed up
Gassed up
Gassed up
Gassed up
Uh-huh
Gassed up
Gassed up
Uh-huh
Gassed up
I′m a hustler, I ain't lucky
Rose out of dirty Kentucky
You can judge, but can′t touch me
I'm gassed up like Buc-ees
Gassed up, gassed up, gassed up, gassed up like Buc-ees
You can judge, but can't touch me
I′m gassed up like Buc-ees
Uh, hillbilly dime, pussy tight, real fine
Heating down when I step out, I′m a dime
Heating bitches up, one take, one time
Hit bitch with the juice and the sauce like Heinz (uh-huh)
Even in the dark, I shine
Being dope 'fore the deal, I ain′t need a cosign
I don't drive, no tickets, but I still got fine
They can hate me all day, I′ma still pop mine (uh-huh)
When it come to men, I'm picky, but I ain′t never been no pick-me
Bitches wanna play with Big C, but it's risky
Ran circles 'round these rap bitches, got ′em feeling dizzy
I ain′t got time for no haters, I'm too busy
I′m a hustler, I ain't lucky
Rose out of dirty Kentucky
You can judge, but can′t touch me
I'm gassed up like Buc-ees
Gassed up, gassed up, gassed up, gassed up like Buc-ees
You can judge, but can′t touch me
I'm gassed up like Buc-ees
Uh-huh, looks kill, body right too (gassed up)
I been eatin' up the game like Hi-Chew (gassed up)
I′m allergic to the fake like, "Achoo!" (gassed up)
I′m too up, I can't even wave hi to you (uh-huh)
I ain′t dumbin' shit down to be digestible
Lil′ C sendin' shots in his gastrointestinal
Shittin′ on these hos, good fiber, eat my vegetables
Ain't seein' no shots, Big C don′t do injectables (uh-huh)
When it come to men, I′m picky, but I ain't never been no pick-me
Bitches wanna play with Big C, but it′s risky
Ran circles 'round these rap bitches, got ′em feeling dizzy
I ain't got time for no haters, I′m too busy
I'm a hustler, I ain't lucky
Rose out of dirty Kentucky
You can judge, but can′t touch me
I′m gassed up like Buc-ees
Gassed up, gassed up, gassed up, gassed up like Buc-ees
You can judge, but can't touch me
I′m gassed up like Buc-ees
I'm a hustler, I ain′t lucky
Rose out of dirty Kentucky
You can judge, but can't touch me
I′m gassed up like Buc-ee's
Gassed up, gassed up, gassed up, gassed up like Buc-ees
You can judge, but can't touch me
I′m gassed up like Buc-ees
Uh, gassed up
Gassed up
Gassed up
Gassed up
Uh-huh
Gassed up
Gassed up
Uh-huh
Writer(s): Anthony Germaine White, Richard Jones, Shaylen Farris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

