Gassed Up! (Explicit)
Xxxtentacion, Flyboy Tarantino, KiD TRUNKS, Bass Santana"Gassed Up! (Explicit)" is a song by Xxxtentacion, Flyboy Tarantino, KiD TRUNKS, Bass Santana, released in 2019 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:42 long and contains 147 lines and 635 words.
Lyrics
0:23To Bass be the glory
0:25O K am I smoking out Aye aye huh
0:29I'm so gassed up
0:31Uh
0:31I'm so gassed up
0:32Uh
0:33I'm so gassed up
0:34Uh
0:35So gassed up
0:36I'm so gassed up
0:38Uh
0:39So gassed up
0:40I'm so gassed up
0:42Uh okay
0:43Gassed up
0:44One take Timmy
0:45One take
0:46I hit with no jimmy
0:47I hit with no jimmy
0:48They don't feel me whipped my d**k out she like Give me
0:51She like Give me
0:52Burnt rubber fat motherf**ker
0:55N***as hating boy you lame
0:56Pillow talking undercover
0:58Undercover
0:59If you could take my b***h then I can't love her
1:02Oh no
1:03Peanut butter chocolate cover I can't trust her
1:06I can't trust her
1:07Google me I'm something came from nothing
1:09Okay
1:09Ayy gling gling gling
1:10I'm so gassed up
1:11Gling gling
1:11Told my lil' bih call when she comin'
1:13Gling gling
1:13She so gassed up
1:15She give top with mask off
1:17Gling gling
1:17Foam on my d**k like bath salt
1:18She at my show that's your own fault
1:20Gling gling gling gling
1:20Six shows at the back of the tour bus
1:22Gling
1:22We at the top of the food chain
1:23Gling
1:23Kickin' s**t you can call me Liu Kang
1:26VVS white on my new chain
1:27Gling gling gling gling gling gling
1:27Runnin' up to the bed like Usain
1:29She don't wanna know 'bout the group name
1:31All about the bad for the d**n fame
1:33You broke that's a fact that's a d**n shame
1:35Gling gling gling
1:36I'm so gassed up I can't do nothin' about it
1:39Gling gling
1:39If you passed up don't hit my phone or talk about it okay
1:43Gling gling gling
1:43I'm so gassed up
1:45Uh
1:45I'm so gassed up
1:46Uh
1:47I'm so gassed up
1:48Uh
1:48So gassed up
1:50I'm so gassed up
1:52Uh
1:52So gassed up
1:54I'm so gassed up
1:56Uh okay
1:56Gassed up
1:57Yeah I'm so gassed up gassed up gassed up
2:01Gassed up
2:01Please don't hit me up if you ain't tryna match bruh
2:05What
2:05Ed Edd Eddy kush smokin' on a jawbreakers yeah
2:09Ooh
2:09F**k the police b***h I'm a lawbreaker yeah
2:12Always smokin' five like I'm always shootin' nines
2:16Ooh
2:16Money on my mind so I can't waste time
2:19What
2:20Hit the door foamin' out my mouth I ate your soul
2:23Uh
2:24Ooh
2:24Wu Tang ho f**k it I'ma blow me down to Ohh
2:27I can't hit your s**t ain't no grabber in your paper uh uh
2:31I need me a splitfinch I ain't smokin' no vapor uh uh
2:35If it ain't 'bout pads keep your two sets
2:37Keep your two sets
2:38Drop top the coupe make the roof split
2:41Make the roof split
2:42Ay I'm your noisy neighbor yuh
2:44My dog got off papers yuh
2:46I just got 'em faded yuh
2:48Off different flavors b***h
2:49Baby mama's blazin' ya
2:51Huh
2:51Put your B***h in labor yuh
2:53KiD TRUNKS that's my Asian yuh
2:55Wait don't f**k around with Chad
2:57I just bust a pack and hit the Backwood
2:59I might blackout on a B***h
3:00Woah
3:00Jealousy could eat you up alive
3:02Just focus on the lane you in
3:04Woah
3:04Run it up and count it up
3:05I lose my mind but always seem to win
3:07Woah
3:08I'm so f**kin' gassed up
3:09Know the kush will fade away again
3:11B***h
3:11I'm so gassed up
3:12Uh
3:13I'm so gassed up
3:15Uh
3:15I'm so gassed up
3:17Uh
3:17So gassed up
3:19I'm so gassed up
3:21Uh
3:21So gassed up
3:23I'm so gassed up
3:25Uh okay
3:25Gassed up
3:26Gassed up
3:27Gassed up
3:28Hey
3:28I'm so gassed up
3:29Hey
3:30Smoking blows onto my face I'm so d**n stuffed
3:33Ayy
3:34Gassed up
3:35Hey
3:36I'm so gassed up
3:37Hey
3:37Smoking blows onto my face I'm so d**n stuffed
3:40Ayy
3:40D**n stuffed
3:40Ayy
3:40D**n stuffed
3:40Ayy
3:41D**n stuffed
3:41Ayy
3:42D**n stuffed
3:42Ayy
To Bass be the glory O K 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 d**k out she like Give me She like Give me Burnt rubber fat motherf**ker N***as hating boy you lame Pillow talking undercover Undercover If you could take my b***h 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 Ayy gling gling gling I'm so gassed up Gling gling Told my lil' bih call when she comin' Gling gling She so gassed up She give top with mask off Gling gling Foam on my d**k like bath salt She at my show that's your own fault Gling gling gling gling Six shows at the back of the tour bus Gling We at the top of the food chain Gling Kickin' s**t you can call me Liu Kang VVS white on my new chain Gling gling gling gling gling gling Runnin' up to the bed like Usain She don't wanna know 'bout the group name All about the bad for the d**n fame You broke that's a fact that's a d**n shame Gling gling gling I'm so gassed up I can't do nothin' about it Gling gling If you passed up don't hit my phone or talk about it okay Gling gling gling 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 Yeah I'm so gassed up gassed up gassed up Gassed up Please don't hit me up if you ain't tryna match bruh What Ed Edd Eddy kush smokin' on a jawbreakers yeah Ooh F**k the police b***h I'm a lawbreaker yeah Always smokin' five like I'm always shootin' nines Ooh 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 f**k it I'ma blow me down to Ohh I can't hit your s**t 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 Keep your two sets Drop top the coupe make the roof split Make the roof split Ay I'm your noisy neighbor yuh My dog got off papers yuh I just got 'em faded yuh Off different flavors b***h Baby mama's blazin' ya Huh Put your B***h in labor yuh KiD TRUNKS that's my Asian yuh Wait don't f**k around with Chad I just bust a pack and hit the Backwood I might blackout on a B***h 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 Woah I'm so f**kin' gassed up Know the kush will fade away again B***h 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 Gassed up Hey I'm so gassed up Hey Smoking blows onto my face I'm so d**n stuffed Ayy Gassed up Hey I'm so gassed up Hey Smoking blows onto my face I'm so d**n stuffed Ayy D**n stuffed Ayy D**n stuffed Ayy D**n stuffed Ayy D**n stuffed Ayy
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