Cowboys live forever (yeah)
Foot on the gas, hey
Now, don't it? Ain't it right?
Are we goin' too fast?
Tell me, what a slow is?
(Tell me, what a slow is?)
Got my foot on gas
Can't look back, road is callin'
(Road is callin')
Back when I ain't have cash
She ain't even look, now she notice
(Now she notice) but I can't fold on my
Partners, not on foenem, oh yeah
(Yeah, bitch)
Came from nada
What I wouldn't do for a dollar
(Do for a dollar)
Now it's hakuna matata (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got her straight outta Prada (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I took lil' baby down by the water (yeah)
Pockets full of foundin' fathers
Last year, was eatin' Bush beans
Now we havin' Pinot and pasta (Uh, huh)
Still dreaded like a Rasta (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I whip the Chevy like a Mazda
Walk in the spot, they like, "Who he?"
Wrangler on me, this ain't Gucci
Back when I ain't have it
I was in the TJ Maxx baggin', ayy
(In the TJ Maxx) started callin' me daddy
In the booth, yeah, Booze do magic
Are we goin' too fast?
Tell me, what a slow is?
(Tell me, what a slow is?)
Got my foot on gas
Can't look back, road is callin'
(Road is callin', road is callin')
Back when I ain't have cash
She ain't even look, now she notice
(Now she notice)
But I can't fold on my partners
Not on foenem (No, no, not on foenem)
Big body, yeah, we built for the rain
(Oh yeah, we built for it)
Ayy, took a shot of Jack, can't feel my face
(Don't know how I'm gettin' home)
Ayy, Bubba Wallace
They don't want me to race
Ayy, to get a win, I'ma do what it takes
Stop holdin' on to me
What you want from me?
How we go from lovers to mortal enemies?
I don't understand
You told me you'd tell me everything
This wasn't love, it was disaster
And we were the recipe
Are we goin' too fast?
Tell me, what a slow is?
(Tell me, what a slow is?)
Got my foot on gas
Can't look back, road is callin'
(Road is callin', road is calllin')
Back when I ain't have cash
She ain't even look, now she notice
(Now she notice)
But I can't fold on my partners
Not on foenem
(I can't never, not on foenem)
Yeah road is callin', road is callin'
GAS! Video (MV)
Performed By: Shaboozey
Language: English
Length: 2:28
Written by: Chibueze Collins Obinaa, Samuel Armand Martinez
Shaboozey - GAS! Lyrics
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Cowboys live forever (yeah)
Foot on the gas, hey
Now, don't it? Ain't it right?
Are we goin' too fast?
Tell me, what a slow is?
(Tell me, what a slow is?)
Got my foot on gas
Can't look back, road is callin'
(Road is callin')
Back when I ain't have cash
She ain't even look, now she notice
(Now she notice) but I can't fold on my
Partners, not on foenem, oh yeah
(Yeah, bitch)
Came from nada
What I wouldn't do for a dollar
(Do for a dollar)
Now it's hakuna matata (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got her straight outta Prada (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I took lil' baby down by the water (yeah)
Pockets full of foundin' fathers
Last year, was eatin' Bush beans
Now we havin' Pinot and pasta (Uh, huh)
Still dreaded like a Rasta (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I whip the Chevy like a Mazda
Walk in the spot, they like, "Who he?"
Wrangler on me, this ain't Gucci
Back when I ain't have it
I was in the TJ Maxx baggin', ayy
(In the TJ Maxx) started callin' me daddy
In the booth, yeah, Booze do magic
Are we goin' too fast?
Tell me, what a slow is?
(Tell me, what a slow is?)
Got my foot on gas
Can't look back, road is callin'
(Road is callin', road is callin')
Back when I ain't have cash
She ain't even look, now she notice
(Now she notice)
But I can't fold on my partners
Not on foenem (No, no, not on foenem)
Big body, yeah, we built for the rain
(Oh yeah, we built for it)
Ayy, took a shot of Jack, can't feel my face
(Don't know how I'm gettin' home)
Ayy, Bubba Wallace
They don't want me to race
Ayy, to get a win, I'ma do what it takes
Stop holdin' on to me
What you want from me?
How we go from lovers to mortal enemies?
I don't understand
You told me you'd tell me everything
This wasn't love, it was disaster
And we were the recipe
Are we goin' too fast?
Tell me, what a slow is?
(Tell me, what a slow is?)
Got my foot on gas
Can't look back, road is callin'
(Road is callin', road is calllin')
Back when I ain't have cash
She ain't even look, now she notice
(Now she notice)
But I can't fold on my partners
Not on foenem
(I can't never, not on foenem)
Yeah road is callin', road is callin'
Foot on the gas, hey
Now, don't it? Ain't it right?
Are we goin' too fast?
Tell me, what a slow is?
(Tell me, what a slow is?)
Got my foot on gas
Can't look back, road is callin'
(Road is callin')
Back when I ain't have cash
She ain't even look, now she notice
(Now she notice) but I can't fold on my
Partners, not on foenem, oh yeah
(Yeah, bitch)
Came from nada
What I wouldn't do for a dollar
(Do for a dollar)
Now it's hakuna matata (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got her straight outta Prada (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I took lil' baby down by the water (yeah)
Pockets full of foundin' fathers
Last year, was eatin' Bush beans
Now we havin' Pinot and pasta (Uh, huh)
Still dreaded like a Rasta (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I whip the Chevy like a Mazda
Walk in the spot, they like, "Who he?"
Wrangler on me, this ain't Gucci
Back when I ain't have it
I was in the TJ Maxx baggin', ayy
(In the TJ Maxx) started callin' me daddy
In the booth, yeah, Booze do magic
Are we goin' too fast?
Tell me, what a slow is?
(Tell me, what a slow is?)
Got my foot on gas
Can't look back, road is callin'
(Road is callin', road is callin')
Back when I ain't have cash
She ain't even look, now she notice
(Now she notice)
But I can't fold on my partners
Not on foenem (No, no, not on foenem)
Big body, yeah, we built for the rain
(Oh yeah, we built for it)
Ayy, took a shot of Jack, can't feel my face
(Don't know how I'm gettin' home)
Ayy, Bubba Wallace
They don't want me to race
Ayy, to get a win, I'ma do what it takes
Stop holdin' on to me
What you want from me?
How we go from lovers to mortal enemies?
I don't understand
You told me you'd tell me everything
This wasn't love, it was disaster
And we were the recipe
Are we goin' too fast?
Tell me, what a slow is?
(Tell me, what a slow is?)
Got my foot on gas
Can't look back, road is callin'
(Road is callin', road is calllin')
Back when I ain't have cash
She ain't even look, now she notice
(Now she notice)
But I can't fold on my partners
Not on foenem
(I can't never, not on foenem)
Yeah road is callin', road is callin'
Writer: Chibueze Collins Obinaa, Samuel Armand Martinez
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.