Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kid Trunks
Kid Trunks
Vocals
Kin$oul
Kin$oul
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donovan White
Donovan White
Songwriter
Jahseh Onfroy
Jahseh Onfroy
Songwriter
Jean Wilgens
Jean Wilgens
Songwriter
Minh Dat Nguyen
Minh Dat Nguyen
Songwriter
Steven Mancebo
Steven Mancebo
Songwriter
Wilner Joseph
Wilner Joseph
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bass Santana
Bass Santana
Producer

Lyrics

To Bass be the glory O.K., am I smoking out? Aye, aye, huh! I'm so gassed up (Uh), I'm so gassed up (Uh) I'm so gassed up (Uh), so gassed up I'm so gassed up (Uh), so gassed up I'm so gassed up (Uh, okay), gassed up One take, Timmy (One take) I hit with no jimmy (I hit with no jimmy) They don't feel me whipped my dick out, she like, "Give me" (She like, "Give me") Burnt rubber, fat motherfucker Niggas hating, boy, you lame Pillow talking, undercover (Undercover) If you could take my bitch, then I can't love her (Oh, no) Peanut butter, chocolate cover, I can't trust her (I can't trust her) Google me, I'm something, came from nothing (Okay)(Ayy, gling gling gling) I'm so gassed up (Gling gling), told my lil' bih call when she comin' (Gling gling) She so gassed up She give top with mask off (Gling, gling) Foam on my dick like bath salt She at my show, that's your own fault (Gling, gling, gling, gling) Six shows at the back of the tour bus (Gling) We at the top of the food chain (Gling) Kickin' shit you can call me Liu Kang VVS white on my new chain (Gling, gling, gling, gling, gling, gling) Runnin' up to the bed like Usain She don't wanna know 'bout the group name All about the bad for the damn fame You broke, that's a fact; that's a damn shame (Gling, gling, gling) I'm so gassed up, I can't do nothin' about it (Gling, gling) If you passed up, don't hit my phone or talk about it, okay (Gling, gling, gling) I'm so gassed up (Uh), I'm so gassed up (Uh) I'm so gassed up (Uh), so gassed up I'm so gassed up (Uh), so gassed up I'm so gassed up (Uh, okay), gassed up Yeah, I'm so gassed up, gassed up, gassed up (Gassed up) Please don't hit me up if you ain't tryna match, bruh (What?) Ed Edd Eddy kush, smokin' on a jawbreakers, yeah (Ooh) Fuck the police, bitch, I'm a lawbreaker, yeah Always smokin' five like I'm always shootin' nines (Ooh) Money on my mind, so I can't waste time (What?) Hit the door, foamin' out my mouth, I ate your soul (Uh), ooh Wu-Tang ho, fuck it, I'ma blow me down to... Ohh I can't hit your shit, ain't no grabber in your paper, uh-uh I need me a splitfinch, I ain't smokin' no vapor, uh-uh If it ain't 'bout pads, keep your two sets (Keep your two sets) Drop top the coupe, make the roof split (Make the roof split) Ay, I'm your noisy neighbor, yuh My dog got off papers, yuh I just got 'em faded, yuh Off different flavors, bitch Baby mama's blazin' ya (Huh) Put your bitch in labor, yuh KiD TRUNKS, that's my Asian, yuh Wait, don't fuck around with Chad I just bust a pack and hit the Backwood I might blackout on a bitch (Woah) Jealousy could eat you up alive Just focus on the lane you in (Woah) Run it up and count it up; I lose my mind but always seem to win (Woah) I'm so fuckin' gassed up Know the kush will fade away again (Bitch) I'm so gassed up (Uh), I'm so gassed up (Uh) I'm so gassed up (Uh), so gassed up I'm so gassed up (Uh), so gassed up I'm so gassed up (Uh, okay), gassed up (Gassed up) Gassed up (Hey), I'm so gassed up (Hey) Smoking blows onto my face, I'm so damn stuffed (Ayy) Gassed up (Hey), I'm so gassed up (Hey) Smoking blows onto my face, I'm so damn stuffed (Ayy...) Damn stuffed (Ayy...), damn stuffed (Ayy...), damn stuffed (Ayy...), damn stuffed (Ayy...)
Writer(s): Jahseh Onfroy, Steven Mancebo, Jean Wilgens, Donovan White, Minh Nguyen, Wilner Joseph Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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