Gassed Up Kid Ink

[Produced by Cardiak]

[Intro: Kid Ink]
Okay
One big chain but it feel like 2 doe
Big ass whip, they don't make it in a two-door
Two big blunts to the head like a tumor
Steady laughing to the bank
Bitch I got a lot of humor

[Hook: Kid Ink]
See you gassed up, don't be a hype beast
I look around, niggas dressed just like me
I pull the same hoes in a white tee
Shine bright, diamonds need a fucking ice tray

[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
Eyesight gone, I'm a fuckin' liability
Life's been a bitch since I took that ho's virginity
I lost my emotions, can't find sympathy
High off life and can't nobody intervene
Bitch I'm blowing up like AP Chemistry
Feels like a menace since I went in on my enemies
Never gave a fuck 'bout a sucka nigga anyway
That heater on the dresser, still trynna find my inner peace
Now you don't wanna see me unleash my inner beast
R.I.P. the club in loving memory
Wake up in the morning and I can't remember anything
Probably shouldn't have drank with my stomach so empty
Shit I'm wilding, see it in my face
See the keys if it drop you should get up out the way
Man I'm sitting on the world looking into outer space
Sitting around you squares got me feeling outta shape
It's Alumni bitch, know I repping to the grave
ATM pull the pin out like the grenade
And money rain all on that ass like a bidet
This Bat Gang bang, got them throwing up that OK
All up in your face, in your face like olé
I'm just getting started but the game is fucking OV
Hit you with that fire baby, right off up the stove top
Meet me at the Shell, Mobil or the Chevron, bitch I