Shaboozey – GAS! Lyrics

GAS! Lyrics – Shaboozey

Are we going too fast?
Tell me, what a ‘slow’ is?
Got my foot on gas
Can’t look back, road is calling
Back when I ain’t have cash
She ain’t even look, now she notice
I can’t fold on my partners, not on foenem

Came from nada
What I wouldn’t do for a dollar
Now it’s Hakuna Matata
I got her straight outta Prada
I took lil baby down by the water
Pockets full of founding fathers
Last year was eating Bush beans
Now we having pinot and pasta
Still dreaded like a Rasta
I whip the Chevy like a Mazda
Walk in the spot, they like ‘Who he?’
Wrangler on me, this ain’t Gucci
Back when I ain’t have it
I was in the TJ Maxx bagging (Aye)
Started calling me daddy
In the booth, yeah, Booze do magic

Are we going too fast?
Tell me, what a ‘slow’ is?
Got my foot on gas
Can’t look back, road is calling
Back when I ain’t have cash
She ain’t even look, now she notice
I can’t fold on my partners, Not on foenem

Big body, yeah, we built for the rain
(Oh yeah, we built for it)
Took a shot of Jack
Can’t feel my face
(Don’t know how I’m getting home)
Bubba Wallace, they don’t want me to race
To get a win I’ma do what it takes
Stop holding onto me
What you want from me?
How we go from lovers to mortal enemies?
I don’t understand, you told me you’d tell me everything
This wasn’t love it was disaster
And we were the recipe

Are we going too fast?
Tell me, what a ‘slow’ is?
Got my foot on gas
Can’t look back, road is calling
Back when I ain’t have cash
She ain’t even look, now she notice
I can’t fold on my partners, not on foenem

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