"RIP FATT" lyrics
Jace! Lyrics
Press on the gas get on them (gas get on em)
Its fast (I'm on that)
Press on the gas get on them E way
Gucci my dash I been on that hype shit
Press on the gas get on them E way
Digital dash digital dash
Press on the gas get on them E way
Digital dash digital
Flex up E way (flexin up in the mall)
Shoot from the head up
Bullet hit em and its critical (press on the gas, E way)
He in that VVS blowin
Money on me I know its flex
I don't wear ricky deon
When I ever did was flex
We don't got to make music bout dat
I see where my sons at
And I'm like yeah I don't know about that
Gas get on it e way
Innocent demons my money came in, in a briefcase
I get to fucking that HP up
When that young nigga get on that E way
I'm just trying tell you a couple of things
Going in in my brain
She get to telling me stories
What the fuck names she don't say
I get I get to rolling up dope
When I'm looking like I'm on the way
Whoa, she want to be gang
And I'm like no way
Whoa its fast I'm on that
Press on the gas get on them E way
Gucci my dash I been on that hype shit
Press on the gas get on them E way
Digital dash digital dash
Press on the gas get on them E way
Digital dash digital
Flex up E way (flexin up in the mall)
Shoot from the head up
Bullet hit em and its critical (press on the gas, E way)
He in that VVS blowin
Money on me I know its flex
I don't wear ricky deon
Press on the gas get on em E way
I just been doing the things they say
Shoot up its a bleed day
R.I.P. favy way
Said that she need me
Mercedes going flowing them open
She saying I need you bae
I'm knowing you keep me safe
Hunnids and racks in the way
She get to acting too fake
If its money Im planning on getting it
Hunnids, 50s, 20s
I know bitches want me
I don't fuck with rappers
Cause I'm getting ugly
Whoa its fast (I'm on that)
Press on the gas get on them E way
Gucci my dash I been on that hype shit
Press on the gas get on them E way
Digital dash digital dash
Press on the gas get on them E way
Digital dash digital
Flex up E way (flexin up in the mall)
Shoot from the head up
Bullet hit em and its critical (press on the gas, E way)
He in that VVS blowin
Money on me I know its flex
I don't wear ricky deon
Its fast (I'm on that)
Press on the gas get on them E way
Gucci my dash I been on that hype shit
Press on the gas get on them E way
Digital dash digital dash
Press on the gas get on them E way
Digital dash digital
Flex up E way (flexin up in the mall)
Shoot from the head up
Bullet hit em and its critical (press on the gas, E way)
He in that VVS blowin
Money on me I know its flex
I don't wear ricky deon
When I ever did was flex
We don't got to make music bout dat
I see where my sons at
And I'm like yeah I don't know about that
Gas get on it e way
Innocent demons my money came in, in a briefcase
I get to fucking that HP up
When that young nigga get on that E way
I'm just trying tell you a couple of things
Going in in my brain
She get to telling me stories
What the fuck names she don't say
I get I get to rolling up dope
When I'm looking like I'm on the way
Whoa, she want to be gang
And I'm like no way
Whoa its fast I'm on that
Press on the gas get on them E way
Gucci my dash I been on that hype shit
Press on the gas get on them E way
Digital dash digital dash
Press on the gas get on them E way
Digital dash digital
Flex up E way (flexin up in the mall)
Shoot from the head up
Bullet hit em and its critical (press on the gas, E way)
He in that VVS blowin
Money on me I know its flex
I don't wear ricky deon
Press on the gas get on em E way
I just been doing the things they say
Shoot up its a bleed day
R.I.P. favy way
Said that she need me
Mercedes going flowing them open
She saying I need you bae
I'm knowing you keep me safe
Hunnids and racks in the way
She get to acting too fake
If its money Im planning on getting it
Hunnids, 50s, 20s
I know bitches want me
I don't fuck with rappers
Cause I'm getting ugly
Whoa its fast (I'm on that)
Press on the gas get on them E way
Gucci my dash I been on that hype shit
Press on the gas get on them E way
Digital dash digital dash
Press on the gas get on them E way
Digital dash digital
Flex up E way (flexin up in the mall)
Shoot from the head up
Bullet hit em and its critical (press on the gas, E way)
He in that VVS blowin
Money on me I know its flex
I don't wear ricky deon
