Lyrics Octane Sex - GNAR

(No,no) Aah (sick, sick)
Aah (damn)
Aah, yeah
We by the back in the Phantom, we sippin' Fanta
Got my new bitch some Celine
Hit the gasoline (scoo-scoo)
Put the pedal to the metal, burnin' octane (octane)
She from the suburbs with a
Head just like Beyonce (Beyonce)
Psychadelics got my mind gone, roll
Private flight to a different time zone, stone
Can't resist a juicy, thick red bone
If she ain't known she inside my home, yeah yeah
(yeah, yeah, yeah) Highway medicated
She look Californicated, with high rollers win in Vegas
(Sick, sick, uh) Uh, and you can't fuck wit us
She made her mind ain't changin' no
She never comin' home again yeah, uh (yeah yeah)
The demon drunk like a dragon (scoo)
My nigga got built like a castle (yeah)
Thank God the whole church was gymnastic (fuck)
I dropped the top of my Astin (yeah)
So I could see stars at night passin' (stars)
I got through like Rambo
Hunch away that credit, oh
Cuttin' up a white girl (sick sick) in a Lamborgin-o
Rockstar lifestyle and I hop up on it (look at me now)
And get filled with rage and the mosh pit started
It's in my face, you betta, back inna Fanta
We sippin' Fanta
Got my new bitch some Celine
Hit the gasoline (scoo-scoo)
Put the pedal to the metal, burnin' Octane (octane)
She from the suburbs with a head just like Beyonce
(Say, say, say, say)
Psychadelics got my mind gone, roll
Private flight to a different time zone, stone
Can't resist a juicy, thick red bone
If she ain't known she inside my home, yeah yeah