Fly Street Gang - Step On The Gas ft. iamsu! & Problem | Текст песни

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• Fly Street Gang
• Step On The Gas ft. iamsu! & Problem

Go ahead, step upon the gas
150 on the dash, turn your block to a race lane
500 on the sneaks so they ain’t pay day
Red bone killing shit, ak
Turn your bitch into a star, ray jay
Everything foreign, kim k
Big rims on the whips so the rise stay
Scared around corners, like weezy
Turn your bitch some no effort, easy
Then I beat it like rihanna, breezy
Then send her back to the stripclub’s ivy
Cause broke hoes is a no go
And shoot her with a taste for the promo
In a 2 door, a photo, she ride it like a stallion
Shout out instagram, on the photo
Cast, heavy metal, full throttle
Push it to the limit, iff this patron bottle, go fast

[Hook]
Go ahead, step upon the gas
Slow down, let me get upon that ass
Now pop that, make it wiggle for the cash
Go ahead, step upon the gas, gas, gas, gas
Gas, gas, gas, gas, gas, gas
Go ahead, step upon the gas

Nigga I’m rolling, road chain golden,
Bitches on my tip for the dick I’m throwing
Bank on swolling, work I sold it
Pink slip shit, all my whips I own it
Trust no bitch, bro my heart so frozen
Fuck them pass, get that ass to the homies
Puff then pass, going gas I’m the coldest
Young p stands every time that he on it
All about my and my squad 100
Everything you niggas tryina do we run it
Knocking down shot after shot, we gunning
Pussy tryina fuck with the squad we coming
Bust it like nuts, riding them guts
Ask around foolie, we be doing all stunting
Cope the california hoe my hoe
Left a bitch when money is the side hoe

[Hook]
Go ahead, step upon the gas
Slow down, let me get upon that ass
Now pop that, make it wiggle for the cash
Go ahead, step upon the gas, gas, gas, gas
Gas, gas, gas, gas, gas, gas
Go ahead, step upon the gas

Hop up in the whip smashing on the gas
I’m bound to steal your bitch but you can have her back
I heard I’m off the bomb so she blew me back
Showing off to my car from my iPad
Gas, you know I will nigga I mean, you know me well nigga
I mean you ain’t the only real nigga
Cause all around me is some real niggas
And I keep bad bitches from my city to the riches
I got more bitches than a city with big riches
Slow down, let me get upon that ass
Slow down, then I hit the gas
I could throw the cash girl no sweating
Make it last forever like a life sentence
Then I be in love like I’m a jackson
Joe, michael, action!

[Hook]
Go ahead, step upon the gas
Slow down, let me get upon that ass
Now pop that, make it wiggle for the cash
Go ahead, step upon the gas, gas, gas, gas
Gas, gas, gas, gas, gas, gas
Go ahead, step upon the gas

What’s happenin, what’s happenin
I’m macking these bitches
Surassing my passing the gas it might wroom
Repetitive, going medical, but I don’t know what strain it is
Think I got it from a spanish bitch
Riding in the fast lane, I was griding for a minute then the cash came
Foot upon the gas name realer,
Than whoever you can bring up
I’m blinged up I’m bout to turn this thing up
They know me in the burbs, and the trap too
And I be all upon your girl like a tattoo
You don’t know the words, but you know that’s true
On the grind all the time cause I got to
My sweater is a ...i’m popping in that industry
But I ain’t never industry, my homies all up in the street
Your girl be out on twitter when you sleeping
Bet she mention me you incomplete
I’ve been a g, a titan, just like Tennesee, I’m real

[Hook]
Go ahead, step upon the gas
Slow down, let me get upon that ass
Now pop that, make it wiggle for the cash
Go ahead, step upon the gas, gas, gas, gas
Gas, gas, gas, gas, gas, gas
Go ahead, step upon the gas.

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