Gassed up
In the passenger
We done passed up
The corner store
We gonn need some more
RAWS before we go
We don't roll
Swishers gotta go
We just stuff those
PAPERS
When I get home
That Mochi get me in my zone
Put the rest in a bong
Load it up
Smoke it up
Then Mochi we gone
Silence from phone
I'm just wilding on my own
Shawty get the dial tone
Brain on auto pilot
Ain't no stopping
Straight vibes booming like the 808's out the Yamis
Kamikaze
Oooowe
Bass kicking in like Bruce Lee
Shawty say the kid so groovy
That's why she wanna do me
Bounce that booty
Out that 2 piece
F*ck watching movies
Spread legs like cootys
I'm on a mission
Gonn to get it
Gas rolled up lemme gonn and hit it
Gassed up
In the passenger
We done passed up
The corner store
We gonn need some more
RAWS before we go
We don't roll
Swishers gotta go
We just stuff those
PAPERS
N*gga we got a bong
You know that shit bomb
But sumn them gars
And hotboxing cars
Had me high as the stars no bullshit
I be damn near on Mars when I pull it
But sometimes the spliff the best way to seize the trip
Just checked whip
Ain't this bout a b*tch
If we'on have sh*t to roll with
I'ma be so sick
Withdraws be so sick
Back on the road quick
Just wanna get home and smoke with the bros
Wave playing while I'm faded and gone
No one can bug me
Don't that sound lovely
In my own world
Infinity and Beyond
But we cannot launch until we get raws
No taking off like "A" Cup Bras
Hell nah n*gga I'm tryna smoke
Siri take me to the closes sto'
Bet
Gassed up
In the passenger
We done passed up
The corner store
We gonn need some more
RAWS before we go
We don't roll
Swishers gotta go
We just stuff those
PAPERS
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Gassed up
In the passenger
We done passed up
The corner store
We gonn need some more
RAWS before we go
We don't roll
Swishers gotta go
We just stuff those
PAPERS
When I get home
That Mochi get me in my zone
Put the rest in a bong
Load it up
Smoke it up
Then Mochi we gone
Silence from phone
I'm just wilding on my own
Shawty get the dial tone
Brain on auto pilot
Ain't no stopping
Straight vibes booming like the 808's out the Yamis
Kamikaze
Oooowe
Bass kicking in like Bruce Lee
Shawty say the kid so groovy
That's why she wanna do me
Bounce that booty
Out that 2 piece
F*ck watching movies
Spread legs like cootys
I'm on a mission
Gonn to get it
Gas rolled up lemme gonn and hit it
Gassed up
In the passenger
We done passed up
The corner store
We gonn need some more
RAWS before we go
We don't roll
Swishers gotta go
We just stuff those
PAPERS
N*gga we got a bong
You know that shit bomb
But sumn them gars
And hotboxing cars
Had me high as the stars no bullshit
I be damn near on Mars when I pull it
But sometimes the spliff the best way to seize the trip
Just checked whip
Ain't this bout a b*tch
If we'on have sh*t to roll with
I'ma be so sick
Withdraws be so sick
Back on the road quick
Just wanna get home and smoke with the bros
Wave playing while I'm faded and gone
No one can bug me
Don't that sound lovely
In my own world
Infinity and Beyond
But we cannot launch until we get raws
No taking off like "A" Cup Bras
Hell nah n*gga I'm tryna smoke
Siri take me to the closes sto'
Bet
Gassed up
In the passenger
We done passed up
The corner store
We gonn need some more
RAWS before we go
We don't roll
Swishers gotta go
We just stuff those
PAPERS
In the passenger
We done passed up
The corner store
We gonn need some more
RAWS before we go
We don't roll
Swishers gotta go
We just stuff those
PAPERS
When I get home
That Mochi get me in my zone
Put the rest in a bong
Load it up
Smoke it up
Then Mochi we gone
Silence from phone
I'm just wilding on my own
Shawty get the dial tone
Brain on auto pilot
Ain't no stopping
Straight vibes booming like the 808's out the Yamis
Kamikaze
Oooowe
Bass kicking in like Bruce Lee
Shawty say the kid so groovy
That's why she wanna do me
Bounce that booty
Out that 2 piece
F*ck watching movies
Spread legs like cootys
I'm on a mission
Gonn to get it
Gas rolled up lemme gonn and hit it
Gassed up
In the passenger
We done passed up
The corner store
We gonn need some more
RAWS before we go
We don't roll
Swishers gotta go
We just stuff those
PAPERS
N*gga we got a bong
You know that shit bomb
But sumn them gars
And hotboxing cars
Had me high as the stars no bullshit
I be damn near on Mars when I pull it
But sometimes the spliff the best way to seize the trip
Just checked whip
Ain't this bout a b*tch
If we'on have sh*t to roll with
I'ma be so sick
Withdraws be so sick
Back on the road quick
Just wanna get home and smoke with the bros
Wave playing while I'm faded and gone
No one can bug me
Don't that sound lovely
In my own world
Infinity and Beyond
But we cannot launch until we get raws
No taking off like "A" Cup Bras
Hell nah n*gga I'm tryna smoke
Siri take me to the closes sto'
Bet
Gassed up
In the passenger
We done passed up
The corner store
We gonn need some more
RAWS before we go
We don't roll
Swishers gotta go
We just stuff those
PAPERS
Writer: Kwame Hawkins, Quincy Etienne
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