[Verse 1]
My drive’s malnutritioned
Hard bars I’m real conditioned
Bitch hoes still need quenching
Ten toes down, no way I’m missing
Wiser sound my hooks closed fisted
Might go blaow, my mind’s still twisted
Married to the game still need a mistress
Hip-hop hooray, get cake bitch
These niggas still can’t fuck with me
Toe tag bouquets, how lovely
Fuck your high horse and calvary
Your delivery sounds drunk to me
No heart in mu, you sound bum to me
Your shitty flows lack toiletries
Who’s boys is these? Bigger fish to feed
The shoe doesn’t fit on these millipedes
You still suck
Tell your girl that I said, “Wussup?”
Digi flow and your shit corrupt
Leave me ‘lone I don’t give a fuck
Peewee rap and your face get crunked
Dance on your grave
Dead ass flow only zombies relate
Head ass flow only prossies relate
Nihilism only cash the debate
[Hook]
Shu, I’m pent up, bitch
Got me gassed up, bitch
Shu, I’m pent up, bitch
Got me gassed up, bitch
Shu, I’m pent up, bitch
Got me gassed up, bitch
Shu, I’m pent up, bitch
Got me gassed up, bitch
(Got me gassed up, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Who the fuck do you think I am?
Don’t mistake me for a bitch-nigga
I’m a good guy, I’m a nice man
But push me and I’ll ask, “Which, nigga?”
You want to trip, you’ll get slipped, nigga
Bandana boy to a rich, nigga
Because I’m tired of being fucking broke
I’ll do whatever for a clip, nigga
Big dreams, big ambitions
New money needs new traditions
Rich pussy, really hit it different
Rich pussy lips give me kisses
Understand I’m a different breed
I’m an oak tree among shitty weeds
Put in work, I never put in leave
Put you in dirt I’m still killing it
I bury beats in shallow graves
Spit, they grow and I cut again
You bite my flow and make mulligans
Bad material cardigans
Bars on bars, I’m the warden (warden)
Hot temper cooking I’m Gordon (Gordon)
Gin and tonic chase Gordon’s (Gordon’s)
Homegrown flow, I’m important ('Portant)
I’m trying to ball like Jordan on the courts
I’m trying to serve you bars like in the courts
Come again? Your flow it came up short
Dope in my genes, you niggas wearing shorts
On me, nigga I’m amazing
Freshmen need hazing
All fake beef, not ranging
Your songs give bad tastings
I’m an intellectual
Loaf delivery so delectable
Turn these rappers all into vegetables
They don’t love rap, their motives questionable
[Hook]
Shu, I’m pent up, bitch
Got me gassed up, bitch (I'm gassed)
Shu, I’m pent up, bitch (I'm gassed)
Got me gassed up, bitch (I'm gassed)
Shu, I’m pent up, bitch (I'm gassed)
Got me gassed up, bitch (I'm gassed)
Shu, I’m pent up, bitch (I'm gassed)
Got me gassed up, bitch (I'm gassed)
(Got me gassed up, yeah)