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yung tupperware – hit gas, eat ass lyrics

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[chorus: yung tupperware]

in my benz, just made a couple m’s
i swerve my coupe, i swerve yo sh+t
just wait, you’ll see yo end

i feel like mr. white, put them drugs aside
i crash my coupe into a ditch
yeah, where you reside

hit the gas, hit the gas
eat her ass
b+tch i eat that ass
and this beat go crazy, you so f+ckin’ lazy
get off yo bed, we gotta prod ’cause this sh+t so slavey

[verse: yung tupperware]

floorin’ the benz (okay)
pull up on an opp and shoot his bro, he died in his hands
driveby shooting north nj, yuh
k!ll his whole gang, yeah we don’t play (we ain’t play)

pull up on an opp and we gon’ shoot (we gon’ shoot)
f+cked up on his b+tch like a lil’ flute (a little flute)
you ain’t my d+mn bro, yeah you’s a fluke
pull up in my ‘rari in white seats, don’t take a dook

[chorus: yung tupperware]

in my benz, just made a couple m’s
i swerve my coupe, i swerve yo sh+t
just wait, you’ll see yo end

i feel like mr. white, put them drugs aside
i crash my coupe into a ditch
yeah, where you reside

hit the gas, hit the gas
eat her ass
b+tch i eat that ass
and this beat go crazy, you so f+ckin’ lazy
get off yo bed, we gotta prod ’cause this sh+t so slavey

[verse: mr. melatonin]

i ain’t even got a license
all i wanna hear is silence
while you runnin’ yo mouth, i’m bangin’ in the south
they like it when i smash it violent

i got opps in new hampshire
put c4 in their campers
i ball on the court, making ankles contort
then i od on p+n+s enhancers

they call me melatonin
that’s ’cause i f+cking own it
i put b+tches to sleep, slap they face with my meat
and then i turn around and bone ’em

i switch it up for real
come snag this dollar bill
i can make you go crazy, make the room go hazy
when i turn on the grill

[chorus: yung tupperware and mr. melatonin]
in my benz, just made a couple m’s
i swerve my coupe, i swerve yo sh+t
just wait, you’ll see yo end

i feel like mr. white, put them drugs aside
i crash my coupe into a ditch
yeah, where you reside

hit the gas, hit the gas
eat her ass
b+tch i eat that ass

and this beat go crazy, but i ain’t f+ckin’ lazy
i’m out the bed and pullin’ hoes, unlike me you ain’t wavy

- yung tupperware lyrics

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