"Head Shot / Gas In The Truck" lyrics

"Head Shot / Gas In The Truck"

[Part I]

(Stop playin' with them, RIOT)
I, I, I, ayy
I, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Headshot, .223, she a baddie, Roxalene
Let me take her to the back, she wanna look at me
Headshot, .223, bare-eyed, movie scene
Baby, let's turn up in this party, what's a wedding ring?

It's my same haters in the club, we blowin' up the scene
It's the same bulls, we turning up, we reppin' for the deep
All my homies play, puttin' up thirties like it's Steph Curry
Shorty say she wanna blow my whistle like a referee
She been trippin', it's been jealousy, she said, "Just love me, please"
I do not like this girl, so please don't put my neck on the leash
If she said she on the same vibe, I say, "Come mess with me"
If these people play, we slide with kicks dirty, no referee, ayy

Headshot, .223, she a baddie, Roxalene
Let me take her to the back, she wanna look at me
Headshot, .223, bare-eyed, movie scene
Baby, let's turn up in this party, what's a wedding ring?

Real buck, trippin' off the hill, shawty, super cold
I'm a young kid, dropped the fire, the money in the door (Wop, wop)
Hit these goofies, playin' slap his head, slime him, wipe his nose (Yeah)
And then we treat him like a joke

[Part II]

I put the gas in the truck
That started gassin' me up
I'm going fast on the run
Where you from? What do you want? (Uh, uh)
Uh (Stop playin' with them, RIOT), ayy, uh

Ayy, these people play like it's the Game Boy
Speeding on the gas at 7-11, he a lame boy
Hit him with a dip and make him dance like a B-boy
All up in your main girl, she said she in love with Speed, boy
Wifey (Wifey), wifey (Wifey), I keep no hoes (No hoes)
'Cause you my shorty and I want you to know
That I know that my life is a low
I— I can't get this feeling off of me
I've been— trippin' off the tree
Gettin'— closer to my peak
Nah, uh
I can't get this feelin' off of me
I've been— trippin' off the tree
Gettin—' closer to my peak
Nah, uh

I put the gas in the truck (Uh)
That started gassin' me up (Oh yeah)
I'm goin' fast on the run
Where you from? What do you want? (What do you want? Uh)

Boy, yeah, we slumped, huh
Big deal like the World Cup
And they be acting like they tough
Like, where you from? I say we up (Uh)

Uh-huh, yeah, you mad
Uh-huh, I got bread
Uh-huh, you upset
Uh-huh, feeling blessed
I know that the money got them mad
I know how these goofies copy swag (Uh)
Young killer, came up from the floor, man, I'm the goat (Uh)
People ain't come from where I'm from, like they don't know (They don't know)
Getting bigger, getting bigger, man, like they don't know (They don't know)
Fast kid, rich as hell and you know I'm a scope
How you figured that? Came up from the floor, man, I'm the goat
I'm a young hitter, gassing out the bomb
I'm number one, I'm number one
I'm a young hitter, gassing out the bomb
I'm number one, I'm number one
Baby, can you please get on your knees and tend my knees?
I need you, girl, don't play with you and me
Your body wetter than the ocean sea
I need your hips, you makin' me so weak

I put the gas in the truck (Uh)
That started gassin' me up (Oh yeah)
I'm goin' fast on the run
Where you from? What do you want? (What do you want? Uh)

Boy, yeah, we slumped, huh
Big deal like the World Cup
And they be acting like they tough
Like, where you from? I say we up (Where you from? Uh)
Uh-huh, yeah, you mad, uh-huh


Writer(s): Jason Patterson, Ephrem Louis Lopez Jr., Steven Giron, Darren Watkins Jr.
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