Arjae Knox - Gas Money (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] [Hook: Deshawn Raw] Gas money, Gas money, Gas money Gas money, Gas money, Gas money All I need, All I need, is gas money All I need, All I need, is gas money Gas money, Gas money, Gas money Gas money, Gas money, Gas money All I need, All I need, is gas money If you ain't got 5, then you can't get in [Verse 1: Traphik] Somebody lemme hold a dollar, I gotta get into work My debit got rejected like I was doing the jerk My tummy is so hungry, my mind is going berserk Cause if I can't afford to feed her, my girl won't give me dessert So now I'm parking and I'm pulling up the hand brake Hubcaps gone, tire flatter than a pancake Homie shotgun like we goin' on a man date You better give me five and I ain't talking bout the hand shake They try to hate on me, my tank Kim K man it stay on E I need gas money b**h, put it in my hand Deshawn not a rapper but sh** I am Found a ho on a street but I had no cash Couldn't hit it from the back cause she had no a** Tried to get brain cause she had no cla** But couldn't get the road head cause I had no gas [Hook] [Verse 2: Steven Jo] YEAH! Where the gas at? You should be looking for the gas money My brotha, now where the cash at? I hooked up with Deshawn Raw We takin' over the YouTube bra, now watch as we ball Whats up Timothy de la Ghetto? The way I run this rap game, I deserve me a medal If I find the right chick, I just might settle But I need my gas money before I put my foot on this petal Now watch as my j**elry bezzle, and for you YouTube haters and you trolls, man get on my level I'm feeling hot, damn I rock, yes I'm the cream of the crop Rihanna tweeted me cause I'm hot Yo, I'm looking like a Nigerian Princess, no f**ing with the family, n***a no incest I'm coming for your main chick, your mistress No gas money, than you can kiss this [Hook] [Verse 3: Deshawn Raw] If you think I'm hitting eighty, then you must be crazy In the carpool lane, like I'm driving Ms. Daisy ("Go around!") Lemme tell you 'bout a girl that tried to play me I pulled up to her house around seven or eight She didn't have no cake so there was no date No gas money and I will flake Go on get your helmet babe cause we gon' have to skate Two dollars, where you think you 'bout to go? If you hit me wanna ride, I'mma hit you with a no Goin' ham on the remix, cause you thought this was a joke Fast Five, I watch that, still driving slow I don't care, I ain't trippin', I'll be late Shout out to all the geniuses with hummers and V8's "Oh, wait hold up, what he say? What you say? Yeah I got a full tank, so what? I still need my..." [Hook] [Verse 4: DeStorm] Yeah! Gimme that gas money, gas money, fast money Right now it's more attractive than your a** honey Dip your card, now you're better than my last honey We takin' off, we gon' have a blast honey My old ride had twelve miles to the gallon Cause I couldn't afford a Prius... n***a, why you smilin'? I know you've been saving that four ninety-nine For that 7-11 slurpee and that bag of pork rinds But, the needle saw E five miles ago We're carrying too much weight, somebody gotta go And since your a** is broke I guess we gotta vote The car is coughing, somebody gotta clear his throat You better jog to the bank How do you expect me to ride out on an empty tank? We done went to Benihana's with my last on the mil With the Young Money, Cash Money, girl fit the bill [Hook]