Skepta - Gas Me Up (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Skepta - Gas Me Up (en) Lyrics
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We don't get angry, we
don't get even (Nah)
We don't talk about beef, by
the way, did I mention I
just turned vegan? (Ha)
I need the pagans breathing so they
can see my new Top Boy season
I need the pagans alive so they can
all see that it's still my time
I don't know why they act tough
online, I see thеm outside and
they ain't say nada (Huh?)
Soon as you say, "On sight," we looking
for you likе some vintage Prada
Looking for you like some archive
pieces (Pow-pow, pow)
Jealousy in the ends, they hate
when you become successful
But in the trenches,
we were all friends
How long we tryna pretend?
I know they love to see me do well
But only when it benefits them
Is it 'bout money or is
it 'bout girls? (Huh?)
Either way, I'm threatening
men (Greaze)
C just texted, "Diligent," yeah,
'cos the outfit's making sense
I told him it cost to be the boss
and to be this fly is the
same expense (Pow-pow, pow)
And we just went triple platinum,
check the digits (Yeah, yeah)
Most these bruddas is tired and washed
up, bro, but they won't admit it
How many times have I dumbed
it down to make a boy feel like
he's on my level? (Bow)
And I ain't talking about kettles,
I ain't talking about
precious metals (Nah, nah)
I'm talking about taking a year out,
still I can't see no competition
Can't see anyone threatening
my position (Ha)
Told D I need a chauffeur 'cos I'm so
driven, should be in the backseat with
both hands free (Skrrt-skrrt)
Right hand making plays on the
iPhone, and my left hand gripping
on the BB, it's me (Prr)
Praise the Lord for the
life I'm livin'
Big Smoke Records, alive and kicking
Dinner in Milan with the finest women
And none of us sexing, nah,
I'm just chillin' (Yeah)
Your taste level is my waste level
You ain't ever heard of
the wine I'm sippin'
Heard you say this year's your
year, then you better hurry
up, boy, time is ticking
I need a card that don't decline,
every day's a party
I'm with my bruddas and my
choppers and my chargies
And we're still the same, ain't nothin'
changed except the car keys
Vroom, vroom
I told her to gas me up,
I need the gasoline
I'm tryna slide it in, just
like a cash machine
I made a milli on this phone
with a cracked screen
So don't beat around a bush, please,
say what you mean (Greaze)
Every day's a party
Ain't nothin' changed
except the car keys
So don't beat around a bush,
please, say what you mean
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