Push the Gas

Uh Boy, we got sticks for real We looking out for the opposition, we don't do this for mass appeal Mmmm don't make me blast the steel I put in work no Vladimir (Putin) They want me to lose, but I can't momma shed like a thousand tears I can't leave that shit to waste I pull up in Mercedes, next year you gon' see me pull up in a wraith All my niggas ball hard momma told me: Boy, make sure you tie up your lace When I was down bad, boy, I got on my knees and I started to pray Now I'm breaking bread wit my young veterans You wasn't part of the gang, no Now we getting paid every single day Yea, I was hustlin', I can turn an eighth to a 28 (let me show you) Fuck 12 nigga they can kiss my ass See them lights, bitch you know I got the strap fuck around and push the gas Now we getting paid every single day Yea, I was hustlin', I can turn an eighth to a 28 (let me show you) Fuck 12 nigga they can kiss my ass See them lights, bitch you know I got the strap fuck around and push the gas Uh I do the dash On my way to the bag Boy you know I push the gas Yeah Okay my timing is critical They know my rhyming is pivotal Homie the dash is digital, gas residual Fire and smoke like I'm into a ritual You bet my cash is long I hit the gas I'm gone Riding my wave I've been here stuck in my zone I'm boutta blast them off Sliding off fate I've been out here finding my ways, grinding for days I've been shut all the hate All of you wanting for praise stuck in a fase In the little bit, little bit the place, yeah Homie you don't wanna race, nah Better to stick to your place, yeah Want it all, I got a taste Yeah, push on the pedal, now, I gotta skate, chea All I ever known, put me on this throne Been I've gone Push my buttons and that motherfucker go What you know? What you, what you own? Push it and I zone Son, I've go to the fucking roam Ride it 'till the tone Bring me guns, smell the fucking fumes Y'all know what it do With the crew, when we coming thru Y'all all better move Make it fast, ain't now second chance Coming for your ass Turn to ash, burning rubber Now I'm bout to push the gas, like Uh I do the dash I'm on my way to the bag Boy you know I push the gas