Gassed Up

[Chorus: Vic Sage]
I been so gassed up
While they always stuck on E
Feelin' like Jeremih, ayy
Girl, just put it down me
I just came up in my town
You know they know about me
I got no time for these fake dudes
They say they real, let's see, uh

[Verse 1: Vic Sage]
Give me the time and you know I'ma blow
Swear that I'm working, that's all that they know
I just be coming to get it this summer
They throwing they shade, but you know I'ma glow
And I'm so young but so old
So hot, you so cold
All in, and they know it too
And I swear they all gon' fold, ayy
I'm just coming with the heat now
I'm just hoping they can see now
I ain't even really graduated but I swear I spit degrees now
I'm just playing for the keeps now
I'm just playing for the sweep now
And they know that I'm so driven
I don’t even need those keys now
My phone jumping like Jordan now
Can't take your call, I'm working
Been working here so much
That I'm making these dudes nervous
Phone got no service
Careful 'cause they lurking
My wrist been burning
Yeah, I been wrote these verses
And I do it all 'til I die
I been in the lab for like two days, not used to the sun, and I'm squinting my eyes
Just trying to find all these rappers that say that they working like all of this time
I been up, I'm working, I'm checking the numbers they tell me, I swear that they lie
I just blew up like July, yeah

[Chorus: Vic Sage]
I been so gassed up
While they always stuck on E
Feelin' like Jeremih, ayy
Girl, just put it down me
I just came up in my town
You know they know about me
I got no time for these fake dudes
They say they real, let's see

[Verse 2: Xander Austin]
I just been working
Reaping the benefits, know that I earned it
I did it on purpose
We had a plan and we planned it perfect
Created a wave, got everyone surfing
I'm deep in the game, you scratching the surface
You ain't really working
Making my rounds, these niggas is clowns
Something just like the circus
I'm 'bout to make me a purchase
Louis bags and some Birkin
And she get bougie off Perkies
We lit, it's perfect
She's lit, she's flirting
The whip, I'm skrrting
Pressing the issue, it's imminent
I really think that I'm heaven-sent
Catch a body with these heavy hands
Thumbing through dividends
I'm thumbing, I'm thumbing, I'm thumbing throug
Coming through
I swear to God I be gassed up
Swear to God I be so gassed up, ayy
Sippin' on Hennessy, bitches they feeling me
Ayy, Vic, you know what I'm saying?
I'm gassed up, ain't a damn thing changed

[Chorus: Vic Sage]
I been so gassed up
While they always stuck on E
Feelin' like Jeremih, ayy
Girl, just put it down me
I just came up in my town
You know they know about me
I got no time for these fake dudes
They say they real

[Outro]
Yeah, I just got some gas, bro, I'm 'bout to head over
Are you out West?