Foot on the Gas

I got my foot on the gas, yah
I got my foot on the gas, ooh
I got my foot on the gas
I’m goin' straight to da cash
I got my foot on the gas, oh
I got my foot on the gas, ayy
I got my foot on the, skr
I got my hood on my back, ooh
I got my foot on the gas, yah
I got my foot on the gas, ooh
I got my foot on the gas
I’m goin' straight to da cash
I got my run it up, run it up
I got my foot on the gas, ayy
I got my foot on the, skr
I got my hood on my back, ooh
I got my foot on the gas, skr
I got a joog on the grass, burn
They got my coog on my swag
They got my coog on my swag
Shawdi from hood but got class
Always be talk' wit' sass, ooh
Have that thang coming right back, ayy
Like I put hook on her ass, ooh
I go textbook in da trap
I got a cook in the front, wow
I got a cook in the back, yah
And we gonna run it, run it up
Your connect don’t got the juice
'Cause all you do, all you do Lagg
My lil' bae, she got da juice
'Cause all she do, all she do brag
Send my lil' shawty to bank
But tell her don’t look in the bag, nah
Might just cop shawty a purse, oh
An not even look at the tag
Eerytime I’m 'bout to bounce
Baby, wan' look at me sad (Why)
Errytime I’m 'bout (Shh!)
She juss be lookin' so bad
Aim like I’m Mello Witt Hoody
I go no look wit da pass
And I ain’t een press it on it fully
But I got my foot on the
Slow down, down, nah
Ridin' round with a mini drizzy
Bing bang boom bop, have you dancing like the old missy
I got my foot on the gas, yah
I got my foot on the gas, ooh
I got my foot on the gas
I’m goin' straight to da cash
I got my foot on the gas, oh
I got my foot on the gas, ayy
I got my foot on the, skr
I got my hood on my back, ooh
I got my foot on the gas, yah
I got my foot on the gas, ooh
I got my foot on the gas
I’m goin' straight to da cash
I got my run it up, run it up
I got my foot on the gas, ayy
I got my foot on the, skr
I got my hood on my back, ooh
Spin like a roller coast
Speeding, 'cause I want it more
Finna cop a purple Porsche
Ah man, goddamn
I’ma get it all, take it al, l make it disappear
It be all back in the morning, yeah
Do the dash stacking to the cash
Set the pace right to the cash
H1ghr Music and the Underwater
Ah man, next year our year like goddamn, ayy
Done, done, done, looking back in my rearview
Ain’t nobody coming back or near you
Riding, riding round tryna get rid of enemies
Speaking to the jealousy, fuck is you telling me
Listen up, you ain’t tryna hear me
Fuck boys never coming near me
Ittybittybitch can’t come near me
Fuck boys never come near us
Blues in the Underwater
Count greens in the Underwater
So high on that mothefucking molly water
Might just die in the motherfucker
Go ghost in the Underwater
Go ghost under Underwater
No fuck, nah I don’t give a
Two fucks what I don’t give, uh
Two bicthes in my Lex
She said «Darko, you are mess»
I don’t got no
I got my foot on the gas, yah
I got my foot on the gas, ooh
I got my foot on the gas
I’m goin' straight to da cash
I got my foot on the gas, oh
I got my foot on the gas, ayy
I got my foot on the, skr
I got my hood on my back, ooh
I got my foot on the gas, yah
I got my foot on the gas, ooh
I got my foot on the gas
I’m goin' straight to da cash
I got my run it up, run it up
I got my foot on the gas, ayy
I got my foot on the, skr
I got my hood on my back, ooh