Gas by Emanuel Brown Lyrics

Hit the gas/then I’m gone
Let em know we on
Sipping on that vodka/maybe mixed with that patron
God damn boy we on it/living for the moment
If you ain’t talking spreads
Then my *****/can’t condone it
Bout my peanut butter/jamming for the bread
All I hear is beats/instrumentals in my head
I’m on circle/dot *****
Red color/feel em
How it sound so appealing/****** think I’m a villain
I be killing/on beats doe/mother****** beast mode
Ray with the 3 hoe/never miss a free throw
Hit the fucking gas/like we riding on a track
Been doing this for years/so we learned to adapt
5 am/to the ******* sun rises
I be grinding/working like I really need a damn raise
Love the chase/no debate
Never running just in place/***** I’m great
Let me vent/while I really talk my ****
Evident/I’m legit
Got me flexing/hit the bench
Cuz I work/mother***** work
Bout to go bizzerk/put it in work
While you clubbing/on ya birthday
It’s my workday/never leaving my lane
When I’m sleeping/feel like I should be going
Realizing/I can lose it all/at any moment
Why I’m on fuego/ gassed up
No more trine pass us/***** you’re average
I have been established/coming so aggressive
Never coming at you passive/mike jack
Bad *****/thriller/with this rap ****
****** talking smoke/you don’t really want the gas *****
Crank it/blast it
Strike it with a match then
It's E. Brown