All Gas No Brakes Lyrics – BeatKing
Singer: BeatKing
Title: All Gas No Brakes
(Why your face so ugly?)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Hol’ up, ayy, yeah
Hol’ up, ayy, yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy
N***a thinkin’ that I love him (Nah)
I don’t even want him, he getting played, played (B*t*h)
Everything on fleek
My lace and my hair, my nails is laid, laid (Ayy)
Went back for the bag
Got the sack right, now I’m like “Ayy, ayy” (Ayy)
Hop inside the coupe
All gas, no brakes, we do the race, race (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
N***a, you last ’cause you chasin’ these hoes
Went all the way in, I’m in love with the rolls
Run up a sack just to sh*t on you hoes
Got me a bag, now designer my clothes
Steppin’ on neck and designer my toes
Your money be funny, you ain’t with the bros (Nah)
Hop in the coupe, hit a loop in the Rolls (Skrrt)
Look at my neck and my wrist, it’s on froze
Hop on the social, I’m doin’ the most (Ayy)
Where is my haters? They hidin’ and ghost (Ayy)
Came to your city, I’m running your sh*t
Came to my city, you runnin’ and sh*t (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
These n***as, they ain’t about sh*t
Hatin’ on me like a b*t*h
Turn up a notch in this b*t*h
Just blew a bag with the sis (Ayy)
Hop on the Gram, take a pic (Yeah, ayy)
These p#ssies, they all on my d**k
Wanna rock with me and sh*t
Lotta knots on me and sh*t
Lotta boppers in this b*t*h (Lotta boppers in this b*t*h)
Got a problem, better hit
Talkin’ sh*t, better quit
Say you in love with my lips
We f**kin’, you grabbin’ my hips, ayy, ayy
Get up, get back to the money
Get rid of the profit and give me some money, ayy
N***a thinkin’ that I love him (Nah)
I don’t even want him, he getting played, played (B*t*h)
Everything on fleek
My lace and my hair, my nails is laid, laid (Ayy)
Went back for the bag
Got the sack right, now I’m like “Ayy, ayy” (Ayy)
Hop inside the coupe
All gas, no brakes, we do the race, race (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
All money in, how you wanna do it?
Run it up and don’t play, play (B*t*h)
Boys dying every day, I don’t know what happened
Watch what you say, say (Nah)
Diamonds on me, they dancin’ (Yeah)
Look at my ice, got me like “Ayy, ayy” (Yeah, yeah)
Saying that he want the pu**y
Where is my money? Know you gon’ pay, pay (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
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