Текст песни gassed up! - Reed

Yeah, aye
Woah, woah

Bitch, I'm gassed up, aye
High as a kite going up in the sky and I just be floating
Back up 'cause when I come down
I am not playing 'round, don't bother me smoking
Whatever it is that you got in ya hand
I promise, boy, it ain't that potent
Fuck is you rolling? (Yeah)
Fuck is you rolling? (Yeah, aye)

I got a habit and it's pretty loud (it's pretty loud)
I think Wiz would be really proud (Wiz would be really proud)
I can't wait to have my own house (yeah)
Taking bong rips and blowing fat clouds
Look, I just need a couple things
I'm easy to please (huh)
I don't really need a lot of shit to be at peace (I don't)
I just need a bad bitch with some big tits and some thick lips
In a Lincoln Town Car that's a sick whip (aye)

Look, weed so strong 'bout to hit you with the hit stick
But don't trip kid, I'm not qualified to fix shit
Eyes so low but you still can't miss this (aye)
Yeah, and I see the jealousy like they hating or some
But they stay silent
'Cause they don't wanna say none (they don't wanna say it)

I'm getting despised looks, their face full of lust (huh)
Like I'm out here walking 'round dating their crush (bitch)
You stupid as hell if you think I'm saving a fuck (dummy)
Every time I shoot on the court I'm making a ton (haha)
'Cause I ain't ever fucking around and playing for fun (yeah)
Damn

Yeah, I need to breathe and be calm (aye)
Look, maybe it'll help with some of this weed in my palm (woah, woah)

So, bitch I'm gassed up, aye
High as a kite going up in the sky and I just be floating
Back up 'cause when I come down
I am not playing 'round, don't bother me smoking
Whatever it is that you got in ya hand
I promise, boy, it ain't that potent
Fuck is you rolling? (Yeah)
Fuck is you rolling? (Yeah, aye)

How many is that like 4x4?
I don't really know man, I ain't keeping score
You hit the blunt once have a few coughs
Whenever I drop new songs
High as fuck off the flow and you're given only two thoughts, weed is so dope
I bump his new shit every day all alone (uh-huh), oh, Reed is the GOAT
Actually he's kinda more like a toad

(Wait, a toad?)
Oh nah, I meant more like a stone
'Cause every single track hard
And I'ma be in ya backyard
With a sign saying, "Listen to my black heart" (yeah, uh)

Yeah, I need to breathe and be calm (aye, yeah)
Look, maybe it'll help with some of this weed in my palm (woah, woah)

So, bitch I'm gassed up, aye
High as a kite going up in the sky and I just be floating
Back up 'cause when I come down
I am not playing 'round, don't bother me smoking
Whatever it is that you got in ya hand
I promise, boy, it ain't that potent
Fuck is you rolling? (yeah)
Fuck is you rolling? (yeah, aye)

Hey Reed, this is Josh
I'm just tryna get a hold of ya, I was seeing how ya been doing
I've been tryna
I was sayin' if you wanted to smoke some time just let me know
I'm living at my, uhm, niece's house
So if you wanna call me you can, don't be scared to call me