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letra de hit the gas - wack zack

[intro]
yuh
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
i’m ’bout to pop off, godd-mn
b-tch
let’s go

[verse 1]
f-ck it up, i get my bread, and then i’m bouncin’ out, on god
f-ck it up, i cash a check, i don’t know what to spend it on
f-ck it up, i bend her back, i got her all up in the loft
f-ck it up, i send her back, ’cause i don’t wanna break the law
new balenci’s, i take your b-tch to denny’s
the lean f-cked me up, so now i’m sippin’ on the henny
i hit her with the right, i forgot that i’ma lefty
yuki on production, made the beat hit heavy
shawty know i got kick back
hit it raw then i’m dippin’ in the hatch back
pockets obese ‘causе i think that they be too fat
got fifty dollars, uh, all up in my backpack (yeah)
skrrt off in thе demon, b-tch, i’m schemin’
know we up, what’s the meanin’, perky leanin’
let me f-ck, p-ssy bleedin’, rockin’ neminens
phantom flyin’ like a phoenix, stop the teasin’
i got diamonds aquafina, she ain’t a true beleiver
i just kick my feet up, b-tch, you could never be us
yeah, i got them new kicks, i be rockin’ ‘didas
got no ac, but you know keep my heater
you can look but don’t touch
scab wounds, but we all up in the cut
muddy up my water, know i got quadruple cups
p-ssy got me floating all the way up to the b-tt
[interlude]
hahaha, bro what the f-ck
yeah
it go like—

[chorus]
woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, hit the gas
and we go, go, go, go, go, hit the dash
you a joke, joke, joke, joke, joke, in the past
i was broke, broke, broke, broke, broke, now i laugh

[verse 2]
’cause i’m woke, gucci coat, i be flyer than your ho
than your neighborhood crow
i be all up in your— (woah)
i be all up in your— (yeah)
six feet apart, but i still step back
left that ho in the past (ha)
higher than a helicopter, i need a doctor
we never f-cked proper, my whip lobster
your b-tch, call her peach cobbler, them sweet dollars
i’m off of the leash, but i keep a gold collar
pistol pete with the holster
i don’t got the time, but i think it’s gettin’ closer
mood swings heavy, why your b-tch on bipolar?
rollin’ down the window, you can smell that good odor
got the weed in my system going loco
mind your d-mn business, ’cause we keep it on the low-low
hollow tips touching’, but they straight, no h0m-
pikachu whip ’cause i know that you a slowpoke
[outro]
skrrt off in the demon, b-tch, i’m schemin’
know we up, what’s the meanin’, perky leanin’
let me f-ck, p-ssy bleedin’, rockin’ neminens
phantom flyin’ like a phoenix, stop the teasin’

- wack zack

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