Tryna drop a mill
On a hill
Cop that Coupe
No roof
Say she love me
Yea I do too
Now we f*ckin
She the truth
In the booth
I go hard
She say I'm the best yet
Well Put that on God
I told her please don't gass me up
Please please don't gass me up
PLEASE bitch don't gass me up
Vibes chill let the smoke blow
Incents drown the stick that I'm holding
Too playa and she can't resist
My approach like a narcissist
Think I'm hot tryna
Spark some shit yea
I can tell she ain't got no panties on
Self centered I ain't worried bout the shit
Now she's Telling me all her favorite songs
Tryna gass me up young Petro
Wanna color me bad oh she's a nympho
Like I wanna sex you up
Then it's back to Dinero babe
Ive been Feelin like Nefertiti or a pharaoh lately
When the blessings flowing they praise ya crazy
My focus on a brand new Mercedes
Cop the coupe then chop the roof
I Feel like Ye' on the real
Ima need 50 mill
A Kim K in her heels goin in for the kill
She let me knock it down like domino
She told me I run the pussy like cardio
Make her sweat
Gettin way more neck than a chello now
So high I'm mello now
No Knick more stats than that
Flip shit like acrobats
Buschwick to a giant when it come to rap
All due respect I'm tryna shit on ya
Mmh
Calabasas in the hills on em
Mmh
Couple rarris old school with the loud pipes
Vroom vroom if a bitch go against the grain
Foul play, smile baby never play ya self
Authentic no gimmick
Crush Real deal
Tryna drop a mill
On a hill
Cop that Coupe
No roof
Say she love me
Yea I do too
Now we f*ckin
She the truth
In the booth
I go hard
She say I'm the best yet
Well Put that on God
I told her please don't gass me up
Please please don't gass me up
PLEASE bitch don't gass me up
Feelin like a paper plane, I don't need no gasoline
My whole team ball like Major Payne my paper on a trampoline
Focused like my brain detained
One fumble can change the game
So I'm gon hold it close and run this bitch until my ankle sprained
I know I'm throwed don't need you to come gas me up
Like a exit when yo gas ran out you trippin if you pass me up
I fill the bank, you fill the tank we different type of niggas
I move the ground, you get turned down we different types of blizzards
In the booth I go retarded
Been like that since I started, flip out like Matt hardy
Niggas soft as shag carpets
Squeezin by like packed parties
I got money put away, big ass stash like Steve Harvey look
I'm a prideful ass nigga I don't ask for much
Just give my niggas room to shine and don't hassle us
Cuz my ego like a fire when it flashes up
So please, please, please bitch don't gas me up
Crush Harris - Gass Me (feat. Steven Haynes) Lyrics
Crush Harris - Gass Me (feat. Steven Haynes) Lyrics
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Tryna drop a mill
On a hill
Cop that Coupe
No roof
Say she love me
Yea I do too
Now we f*ckin
She the truth
In the booth
I go hard
She say I'm the best yet
Well Put that on God
I told her please don't gass me up
Please please don't gass me up
PLEASE bitch don't gass me up
Vibes chill let the smoke blow
Incents drown the stick that I'm holding
Too playa and she can't resist
My approach like a narcissist
Think I'm hot tryna
Spark some shit yea
I can tell she ain't got no panties on
Self centered I ain't worried bout the shit
Now she's Telling me all her favorite songs
Tryna gass me up young Petro
Wanna color me bad oh she's a nympho
Like I wanna sex you up
Then it's back to Dinero babe
Ive been Feelin like Nefertiti or a pharaoh lately
When the blessings flowing they praise ya crazy
My focus on a brand new Mercedes
Cop the coupe then chop the roof
I Feel like Ye' on the real
Ima need 50 mill
A Kim K in her heels goin in for the kill
She let me knock it down like domino
She told me I run the pussy like cardio
Make her sweat
Gettin way more neck than a chello now
So high I'm mello now
No Knick more stats than that
Flip shit like acrobats
Buschwick to a giant when it come to rap
All due respect I'm tryna shit on ya
Mmh
Calabasas in the hills on em
Mmh
Couple rarris old school with the loud pipes
Vroom vroom if a bitch go against the grain
Foul play, smile baby never play ya self
Authentic no gimmick
Crush Real deal
Tryna drop a mill
On a hill
Cop that Coupe
No roof
Say she love me
Yea I do too
Now we f*ckin
She the truth
In the booth
I go hard
She say I'm the best yet
Well Put that on God
I told her please don't gass me up
Please please don't gass me up
PLEASE bitch don't gass me up
Feelin like a paper plane, I don't need no gasoline
My whole team ball like Major Payne my paper on a trampoline
Focused like my brain detained
One fumble can change the game
So I'm gon hold it close and run this bitch until my ankle sprained
I know I'm throwed don't need you to come gas me up
Like a exit when yo gas ran out you trippin if you pass me up
I fill the bank, you fill the tank we different type of niggas
I move the ground, you get turned down we different types of blizzards
In the booth I go retarded
Been like that since I started, flip out like Matt hardy
Niggas soft as shag carpets
Squeezin by like packed parties
I got money put away, big ass stash like Steve Harvey look
I'm a prideful ass nigga I don't ask for much
Just give my niggas room to shine and don't hassle us
Cuz my ego like a fire when it flashes up
So please, please, please bitch don't gas me up
On a hill
Cop that Coupe
No roof
Say she love me
Yea I do too
Now we f*ckin
She the truth
In the booth
I go hard
She say I'm the best yet
Well Put that on God
I told her please don't gass me up
Please please don't gass me up
PLEASE bitch don't gass me up
Vibes chill let the smoke blow
Incents drown the stick that I'm holding
Too playa and she can't resist
My approach like a narcissist
Think I'm hot tryna
Spark some shit yea
I can tell she ain't got no panties on
Self centered I ain't worried bout the shit
Now she's Telling me all her favorite songs
Tryna gass me up young Petro
Wanna color me bad oh she's a nympho
Like I wanna sex you up
Then it's back to Dinero babe
Ive been Feelin like Nefertiti or a pharaoh lately
When the blessings flowing they praise ya crazy
My focus on a brand new Mercedes
Cop the coupe then chop the roof
I Feel like Ye' on the real
Ima need 50 mill
A Kim K in her heels goin in for the kill
She let me knock it down like domino
She told me I run the pussy like cardio
Make her sweat
Gettin way more neck than a chello now
So high I'm mello now
No Knick more stats than that
Flip shit like acrobats
Buschwick to a giant when it come to rap
All due respect I'm tryna shit on ya
Mmh
Calabasas in the hills on em
Mmh
Couple rarris old school with the loud pipes
Vroom vroom if a bitch go against the grain
Foul play, smile baby never play ya self
Authentic no gimmick
Crush Real deal
Tryna drop a mill
On a hill
Cop that Coupe
No roof
Say she love me
Yea I do too
Now we f*ckin
She the truth
In the booth
I go hard
She say I'm the best yet
Well Put that on God
I told her please don't gass me up
Please please don't gass me up
PLEASE bitch don't gass me up
Feelin like a paper plane, I don't need no gasoline
My whole team ball like Major Payne my paper on a trampoline
Focused like my brain detained
One fumble can change the game
So I'm gon hold it close and run this bitch until my ankle sprained
I know I'm throwed don't need you to come gas me up
Like a exit when yo gas ran out you trippin if you pass me up
I fill the bank, you fill the tank we different type of niggas
I move the ground, you get turned down we different types of blizzards
In the booth I go retarded
Been like that since I started, flip out like Matt hardy
Niggas soft as shag carpets
Squeezin by like packed parties
I got money put away, big ass stash like Steve Harvey look
I'm a prideful ass nigga I don't ask for much
Just give my niggas room to shine and don't hassle us
Cuz my ego like a fire when it flashes up
So please, please, please bitch don't gas me up
Writer: Crush Harris
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