iayze - rip fatt lyrics
[intro]
(i should probably go, it’s getting late)
press on that gas, get on the e+way (how, how?)
press on that gas, get on the e+way (how, how?)
press on that gas, get on the e+way (how, how?)
press on that gas, get on the e+way (how, how?)
press on that gas, get on ’em (get on ’em)
[chorus]
it’s fast, so i’ma hop in it
press on that gas, get on the e+way
digi’ my dash, i been on hot sh+t
press on that gas, get on the e+way (woah)
digital dash, digital dash
press on that gas, get on the e+way (woah)
digital dash, digital (press on that gas)
flexed up (get on the e+way), tryna flex to the minimal
shoot from the head up, bullet hit him then it’s critical (press on that gas, get on the e+way)
gеt on his head, he’s done, huh, what?
mе and that vvs bond
money on me, all i know is flexin’
i don’t wear rick or dior
[verse 2]
while i ever do is flex, we don’t gotta make music ’bout that
i see where my sons at (at)
and i’m like, “yeah, i don’t know ’bout that” (gas, gettin’ on the e+way)
’cause i’m on a perc, i can literally see demons, my money came in, in a briefcase
i get to f+ckin’ that hp up when a young n+gga get on the e+way (e+way)
i know she trying to tell me a couple of things all in my brain (brain)
she get to tellin’ me stories, i’m looking for names, she don’t say (don’t say)
i get to—, i get to rollin’ up dope when i’m lookin’ like i’m on the way (on the way)
woah, she wanna be gang, and i’m like, “no way” (no way)
woah
[chorus]
it’s fast, so i’ma hop in it
press on that gas, get on the e+way
digi’ my dash, i been on hot sh+t
press on that gas, get on the e+way
digital dash, digital dash
press on that gas, get on the e+way
digital dash, digital (press on that gas)
flexed up (get on the e+way), tryna flex to the minimal
shoot from the head up, bullet hit him and it’s critical (gas, get on the e+way)
get on his head, he’s done, huh, what?
me and that vvs bond (gas, get on the e+way)
money on me, all i know is flexin’
i don’t wear rick or dior
[verse 2]
press on that gas, get on the e+way
i just been doin’ the things they say
shooters get bored, it’s a bleed day
r.i.p. fatt, we have some’ on the way
sayin’ she need me, mercedes love goin’, i’m flowing it open
she sayin’, “i need you, bae, i’m knowin’ you keep me safe”
huh, a hunnid, some racks on the way (way)
she getting to acting to vague
if it’s money, okay, then i’m getting it
wait, okay, i’m counting up (okay, i’m getting paid), no
hunnids, fifties, twenties (twenties), i known b+tches want me (b+tch)
i don’t f+ck with rappers
cujo get him ugly
woah (woah)
[chorus]
it’s fast, so i’ma hop in it
press on that gas, get on the e+way
digi’ my dash, i been on hot sh+t
press on that gas, get on the e+way
digital dash, digital dash
press on that gas, get on the e+way
digital dash, digital (press on that gas)
flexed up (get on the e+way), tryna flex to the minimal
shoot from the head up, bullet hit him then it’s critical (gas, get on the e+way)
get on his head, he’s done, huh, what?
me and that vvs bond (gas, get on the e+way)
money on me, all i know is flexin’
i don’t wear rick or dior
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